NYE? Mine… memorable. Christmas was spent inducing the pain of insomniac behaviour while texting my family about the 7 kinds of meat a colleague’s family served. I spend the rest of that week buying gifts for both myself and brother; receiving a kindle; milky tray (then having to laugh, cry and moan over the assumptions of the meaning of the coupled words, hehe… its assorted chocolates by the way). New Year’s Eve was pretty fun on Cape Town’s Long Street.