Shit pub in the village, and can’t be bothered paying for a taxi to town and back, plus the entry and the drinks, for a party, so staying in.
As luck would have it, since we got back from Tesco, I’ve barely seen my wife. She’s been on the phone talking to friends and has left me alone with the dogs. She’s not touched the sushi I made for her, just been on the phone and drinking wine. I’m now in bed with a cuppa hoping I’ll be asleep soon, because I am genuinely sick to death of her doing that just about every night since I quit smoking.
Sorry, a couple of glasses of champagne and a small bottle of sake will do that to you. Happy new year people. Stay safe, love to you all.