This is the weirdest time of year in the UK.
It’s much better in Australia because it’s summer holidays and everyone is legitimately chilled, but over here – where we are very much chilled in the original meaning of the word, it’s freeeeezing – it’s all half-arsed and peculiar.
Strictly speaking yesterday, today and tomorrow are normal working days, but you try getting hold of a plumber, as I’ve been trying to do. No chance.
Because so many companies just close down from Christmas Eve to January 2nd, everyone is crouched in a kind of limbo state. Living and partly living.
You don’t feel entitled to lie on the sofa watching Harry Potter films and mainlining chocolates, which I consider a perfectly acceptable way to spend Boxing Day, but it’s hard to settle to any proper work either – although I have to, because I’ve got to get something finished and fast.
Tomorrow night is a moment to get through as far as I’m concerned. I’ve done my share of wildly celebrating New Years and loved it, but these days unless I’ve got a really jolly invitation worth putting high heels on for, I secretly relish staying in and sneaking off to bed before midnight.
There’s something oddly magical about going to sleep in one year and waking up in another.
Then it’s only two more weird days – New Year’s Day followed by a random-feeling Friday until we’re into a normal weekend and then a proper working Monday. I’m ready for that.
Meanwhile, I’ve done the only thing a girl can do when feeling a bit arse over and discombobulated. I bought this fab jumper in the sales.
Cashmere, grey, cute sweatshirt detail and raglan sleeves – and nearly £50 off. Get in!
In the flush of this sale find I couldn’t resist this great silk top in my favourite colour, Very Dark Navy.
How useful will this be? Both were from Jigsaw.