Hard as it may be for many of you to believe, this particular Scotsman is and always has been a complete teetotaller - never touched a drop of alcohol in my life, nosirree. So I won't be part of the drunken revels no doubt taking place all across the country (and the world) later on tonight. So what will I be doing, then?
I'll be tucked-up in bed well before the Bells, with my cocoa and an Annual (I'll put on my slippers and walk SALMA to the bus stop first, of course - after all, I know how to treat a lady), before settling down, hopefully, to a peaceful slumber, undisturbed by any Bacchanalian orgies occurring in my neck of the woods.
So, to all those deserving of it - have a happy and prosperous new year. See you in 2012.
