Happy New Year, And A Pony

I feel that perhaps I should write something exciting, life-altering or maybe even interesting to hail in 2007, but that seems like too much of a challenge so I think I'll just have to stick to slightly boring and more than slightly self-obsessed.

I am sitting at home now, suffering still from some fairly enthusiastic New Year's celebrations which took place in Bruges, Belgium.

Much immense fun was had by all fourteen of us, despite some possibly ill-advised shot choices and high-energy dancing in bars full of unimpressed Belgians. Also attempting to dance on a rather melty ice-rink whilst holding cups of gluhwien, due to which all the girls managed to fall over one by one and spend the rest of the night with wet arses.

I am trying to make some resolutions but all I have come up with so far is "avoid sambuca", which doesn't seem desperately life-affirming. I have a feeling, though, that 2007 is going to be good, even despite the fact that so far I have been feeling quite ill for most of it.

So, Happy New Year! Oh, and here is the magical pony, trotting along merrily on the window sill. I love her jauntily raised front leg and swishy tail. She doesn't have a name yet, so all suggestions would be most welcome.