Wednesday 31st December 2025

I am writing this at half past eight on New Year's Eve, we have just finished watching The Italian Job, and after washing up, we're going to bed.

That's how rock and roll we are these days.

We scoured the TV listings, and there's nothing really to watch. The cats are fed and happy, so our job this year is done.

As the gym is closed tomorrow, which apparently is a Thursday, we're taking two days off from phys, before starting again on Saturday.

But we did go this morning, joining our types, the sort who are waiting at the doors when the sports centre opened at eight.

The day dawned bright, with clear blue skies, but just before seven, fog came down and shrouded everything. But at least the roads were quiet.

Once we had done our session and cooled down, back in the car to drive home for a brew and breakfast.

The fog did clear, and turned into a bright but cold day, with snow soon the way, possibly on Saturday and more on Monday.

Back home the magpies and crows were waiting for peanuts, so I filled the feeders and scattered some food on the grass, and they were soon eating.

I had a shower and shave, felt human again, and so thoughts turned to lunch.

Soup and some cheesy crusty bread, quickly warmed up, the take to the sofa to watch the Jaws at 50 documentary, which was very good indeed.

The afternoon slipped by, and after supper of party food and a baked camembert, back to the sofa for more Michael Caine, and then the year was just about over.

Time to wish all who read this a Happy New Year.