Have just re-read my first blog which is an entirely sensible course of action mid way through my first day back in the office. I appear to have been in something of a bad mood whilst writing it. But it was awful – New Year, not my blog! Really bad. And ‘L’ certainly didn’t get any better. For example, whilst looking at satellite images of our various homes on Google Earth: ‘Very nice,’ I said about her non-descript looking place on an Amsterdam canal. ‘Bit grim isn’t it’ she said of my central London flat. Cow. ‘I bet you’ve got a really hairy back’ she said to me for no reason whatsoever. Tasteless, patronising cow. And it was so nice of them to contribute to the wine, the whisky and the cigarettes... spongers. I know I’m not the most tolerant person alive, but really. Whilst I have nothing against the Dutch population I’m beginning to think rising sea levels might be a good thing...

Anyway, stuff them. They can go and bore the poor Dutch rigid instead. I’m back now in glorious stinky London. It was so good being back in my flat last night I practically got a stiffy just putting my keys in the door - though J was sad to part at King’s Cross which made me feel guilty as my excitement to return to my little nest (alone) was pretty palpable even for a blind person to see.

Drank too much wine last night which is ok as the new year’s resolutions deadline seems to have been put back a bit. But it’s just as well otherwise I might have got depressed at how disappointing This Life + 10 was. Amy Jenkins must really have needed the money...

I am not yet ready to tell this diary what my good intentions are. They’ve been so long coming they can wait a little longer. I have to say they don’t seem very eager to get going. My old drunken, smoke too much ways are much more vigorous. Good for them.

Still, all this typing must be quite suspicious to my colleagues as I never type this consistently. It’s quite nice seeing them again. Mind you, ‘SHE’ isn’t in today. That really is just as well. If ‘SHE’ was in today, that would be a very bad start indeed.

And it’s nearly lunch time. No gym today. I think I’ll go and buy something stupid in the sales. 2007 can start tomorrow.