The happiest day of the year. That’s not my assessment, it’s what the radio told me all day while I tidied and sorted.
I don’t know where they got their information, but I am certainly happy. The room is dark, there’s a quiet hum from a laptop with Netflix playing.
And a woman who drove almost four hours in traffic just to be with me. She was helping me with the title, she suggested “wankers on the m6”. I know how much driving in shit traffic winds her up, but I think she’s happy too right now.