I don’t know what it is about January, but every year it rolls around with a familiar feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach (mashed up with all dat Crimbo choc). Because while seemingly everyone else in the world is out moulding their version of a ‘new me’ and pushing out resolutions all over the shop, I always get the same unsettling feeling, which I hate to say can only be described as a seeeeeerious case of CBA. To those not yet fluent in acronyms, that my friends, is a big fat Can’t Be Arsed.
Halloween has always been one of my favourite holidays (whether real or made up, it’s still a holiday in my books), because deep down, for some weird, morbid reason, I just love being scared out of my mind. Within reason, of course!
So this year, on this most ghastly and magical of nights, you’re most likely to find me kitted out in my witch hat doing any of the below activities. Let’s face it, mostly the cocktails though…