Yet Another Hangover

I went to the Transmission Christmas party last night. I saw Uncle John And Whitelock do their thing which is always great. I was also glad to see that Iain Hetherington has taken on the mantle of Transmission Santa and is continuing in the tradition of being the least likely person to spread goodwill to all mankind. Good work.

I can’t really write too much because, predictably, I feel (and look) like I spent the night in a hedge.

Suffice to say that I am conserving every last bit of energy for the Modern Institute party tonight. (This involves lying in bed drinking tea and surfing the web).