The end is nigh, dear reader - and here are a few numbers I felt appropriate for this, a most welcome New Year's Eve.
Starting with an old favourite that features lyrics which perhaps express many people's feelings about 2020:
It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore
...however, this one sums up my feelings a bit more succinctly, perhaps:
Regardless, no matter how much we have hated, and want to see the back of, 2020 - NYE is essentially an excuse for a party [and we're having ours via ZOOM later!], so let's get cracking!
Happy Brexit Day!
...and, of course, such a party would be incomplete without today's late, lamented birthday girl LaDonna Adrian Gaines!
Let's raise our glasses to a Happy, Happier NEW Year, everyone!
