Today on the way to work I found myself inventing a new game which I aptly named motorway exit roulette. The rules are simple, see how close you can get to the exit before you actually pull into the exit lane. Infantile and potentially dangerous I agree, but the adrenaline rush of nearly missing the exit in the heavy rush hour commute of drivers who do not want to let you in, and then potentially having to wait 5 miles for your next chance to exit certainly added some interest to the journey. If you were the person in the old Audi A4 convertible who then cut in on me at the very last moment, my hat goes off to you sir, you are a winner…. The weekend cannot come quick enough.
So the New Year, 2012, has arrived and in an effort to dress like my fashion icon Daniel Craig, I find myself thinking Barbour Jackets and Hunter Wellies are cool whilst at the same time pondering if the world really is going to end on the 21st December 2012 then I should in fact make use of the many Credit Card offers landing on my doormat at the moment and spend spend spend…
I put the above thoughts down to a new member of the family, Zachary, being born on the 2nd of December and subsequently 34 nights of sleep deprivation and festive alcohol abuse. Christmas really is the only time you can justify a 57% proof bourbon at 11am! By the way I can thoroughly recommend Noahs Mill genuine bourbon whisky to anyone looking to step up from Jack Daniels or Makers Mark!
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