...quiet Christmas.

I never made it down to Jac's for Christmas Day festivities. So sad. I just could not drive today - didn't make it down the stairs even. I took extra pain killers to get me through the night and they rendered me unfit in a driving kind of a way.

I had a nice Christmas Meal with someone strangely familiar - and then another Christmas meal with my colleagues from the Arts Forum Committee. I feel so guilty going out with these people - they work tirelessly for the AF and I do all but nothing, whilst arguably having the most time on my hands. I guess that is the sad irony of depression.

Today has ended up as strange a Christmas as I have ever had. Spent, in most part, completely on my own. Many thanks to Jason for supplying me with a Christmas dinner fit for a King - or someone very important indeed - maybe Simon Cowel or something.

Here's hoping you had a special time and I wish you every good thing over these Christmas Holidays. Me? Oh, I am interested to see what I'll do in 2009.