So today was my section's Christmas 'party'- basically a pub lunch and then on to a couple of other places. I'm not a tee-totaller, far from it, but for general, practical and personal reasons today I just decided to avoid Dr Booze and drive. Jaysus. You'd think having someone along to offer free rides as opposed to holiday-rate taxis would've been a positive boon? Not a bit of it! I may as well have worn an open-crotch Nazi uniform decorated with Dodo feathers. I was about as welcome as a fart in a lift. Why aren't you drinking? You're not having a good time? Actually, I was til everyone got on my case. I had a great time. But soft drinks in pubs? It'd be cheaper to have drank champagne all night. From Jessica Alba's cleavage. For our US cousins, how's this- a glass of Pepsi, not a pint, just a glass- $5 AND- the pub we ended up in, the car park was Pay 'n' Display- so I had to nip out every hour and put £1 in the meter to get a fresh ticket. What a pain! Next year I shall dally with Hawkes of Saville Row for my attire, before purchasing the finest wines, beverages and liqeurs available. I shall consume the finest sustenance that your average Gastropub can offer with not a jot of concern for my wallet. From there-hence I shall be driven home by an MIT graduate in a Bentley Flying Spur with Adamantium rims, Platinum go-faster stripes and Peckham whores in the backseat. Let's face it, it'll be cheaper. Merry Christmas, everyone Can anyone lend me a tenner til '09?