It might sound very unfestivey (is that even a word?) but as soon as 26 December rolls around each year, I’m just as excited as a kid before Christmas — except all I want to do is pull the tree down. And make lists.
I hate this time of year. People drive like lunatics on the road — yesterday there were two huge accidents on my way to work and on my way home. People are cranky. Everyone wants a holiday. Work is all about deadlines. It’s hot. Everyone’s exhausted. Silly season is here. If you’ve been following my […]