I’m not going to fall for the expectations trap of saying here’s to a better 2021. Instead, as I recently said to a friend, here’s to new possibilities and shenanigans.
I saw the new year in, mostly because I couldn’t settle, with half a bottle of glayva and falafel. Lady M is deeply unwell with a chest infection so a day of covid tests and a hospital consultation wore her out. We’ve got antibiotics and plenty of supplies so we’ll be fine.
So here’s to humour, flirting, making the best of things, and looking out for each other.
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