Have you ever had the feeling that you can't remember what you did on New Year's Day, but you blamed it on the fact that you were still hungover from New Year's Eve until you stumbled across some solid evidence that proved you wrong? No? Are you sure?
Well, WE can say that now. When Lyn was trying to make space on her digi-cam's memory stick last night she actually found a video of what *I* did on New Year's Day. I don't know what's more disturbing:

The fact that
1. ...I can't remember the video being taken
2. ...I can't remember that we had Karaoke Night at the Pub on New Year's Day
3. ...my Strongbow Shirt in the video seems to be indicating that I was working that day/night and I have no recollection of *that* whatsoever
4. ...I sank so low as to karaoke Backstreet Boys and actually seem chuffed about it
5. ...there wasn't a single decent soul left in the pub who would keep Andrea and me from embarassing outselves that way. It's a cruel world.

I'm speechless. There is no way I will ever be able to justify this to my grandchildren.