Woe, woe and thrice woe!

I can't help but feel that 2009 hasn't got off to the most auspicious start.

I saw the New Year in with a bad back (an injury from a pew related incident back in November), and whilst celebrating (and avoiding a very drunk and boisterous Richard) on New Year's Eve, I managed to pick up a cold that I still have. I wouldn't want you to think that I'm suffering (well, not in silence anyway), but I have been - indeed I've even been off work with it. 

Whilst being at home, coughing and sneezing, I foolishly looked at my bank account. That was a mistake! I feel an economy drive coming on.....

Ah well, at least I don't live in Gaza.

Perhap's it's time to cheer ourselves up with a little song from The Miserable Rich. Which was really the point of this post.