Went on my old works Xmas do. Had a really good time, but once the brain to alcohol threshold had been reached auto-piloted home via Guisely? Rachel was not impressed when I got home, since we had a pact not to get into a state (which see didn’t on her do the previous day, but I did DOH!). However too busy talking to god on the big white telephone to stand up for myself. I think though in a strange way this kinda sorted things out.

Now feeling pretty wobbly, but using this as an opportunity to catch up with all the First Person shooter news I have missed in the last couple of days.