Welcome to my perfumed garden

So time for a festive meme. Some of it... ::scratches head in a Stan Laurel way:: Mostly, I think I should, perhaps, update my interests - lose the Rick! never, I say, never! and that one about the fanfic - that's never going to happen. But that last one. Oh yes. I am down with that majority ::winks theatrically::

Blagged from vamysteryfan,

So, reaching for the gin as we wind down to the end of this sorry-arse year, I hope I find you all in fine fettle with cold, wet noses and thick, glossy coats and all ready for whatever festivities you habitually indulge in on this arbitrarily chosen date on which we choose to end each twelve months of existence.

Meself - I shall probably get more than a bit squiffy before decimating remaining stocks of mince pies and cheesy nibbles in a massive deck-clearing exercise I shall call 'Operation Creosote'.

Heads-up for the UK-Sentinel-peeps! Risky Business is on BBC1 tonight, though I shall probably be watching Jools's Hootenanny while raising a glass of something powerful to you all as we count-down Big Ben's merry midnight chimes.

So, here's to 2009!, my lovelies. May it treat you all kindly and well. XXX