But I know you’re all hankering after my carefully considered opinion and insights on the decade’s most self-absorbed year. So here goes.
The Facebook Whopper Sacrifice thing.
Rare roast beef with melted cheese from Make Mine.
Best place to hide from having to do work
Disabled toilet/shower on the ground floor. Warm, roomy and with a lock on the door, you can comfortably spend all day in there safe from the clutches of Traffic.
Best moment of the year
Just now when Carole came round with mince pies and I made a nice cup of tea.
Best waste of time
Choosing between blogging and tweeting for this award is possibly the hardest decision of all. But I’m going to go with blogging, just for the spectacularly pathetic way I hit refresh every three minutes hoping someone’s left a comment, even when I haven’t posted anything for a week. Then, on the rare occasions someone does comment, my euphoria is immediately punctured when I see it’s only another one from snoxishere.
Best moody Campaign shot
It's been another storming year, with so many strong contenders. But this guy’s got it all: the steely gaze into the middle distance, the chiselled jaw and, just to send him over the edge, a fantastic name: Ringan Ledwidge. Mind you, I s’pose you can get away with a pose like this when you’re really good.
And with that whimper, I’m signing off for 2009. See you all in 2010 for more of the same. Or possibly even something good.