I am, foking crackers going off here there and everywhere assaulting my ears, smoky bins causing tear ridden eyes, whole markets being closed so I cant buy any grub, my poor tummy is shrinking whilst I speak.
Drastic actions may have to be taken I may have to test my culinary skills, anyone fancy my signature dish - pasta a la blacky??
But of course they should be able to celebrate NY but why are they always late hehe.