Another 48 hours

I've been to four parties in 48 hours (actually three in one day) and yesterday received an unexpected invitation to join boat owners on the Regents Canal in London in their annual carol singing. What a marvellous evening! The weather was great, the singers enthusiastic and the mulled wine well warmed. And considering this came after the works Christmas lunch and beer outing, we all did very well. It was actually very atmospheric standing on the tow path, lyrics in hand, attracting bemused looks from passers and yelling from angry cyclists (miserable that we were in their way. Scrooges).

But for all the greetings of the season, that's it, party season over. 48 hours of party-to-party and it's all over for another year. Quite a good thing, actually, because I'm shattered and I have an essay to write.

Big UK news to analyse today, so more tomorrow morning when I'm a little more with it.