Woooooo! It's 2006! (and we're not dressed for the occasion)

Happy New Year from the members of Varey who actually made it to Varey, and have managed to avoid dragging our alcohol-ridden carcasses into work this morning. We may be poor, we may be still wearing our pyjamas, and we may be smeared in our make-up from last night, but we are full of instant noodles, we're listening to radio 1 movie tunes, and have duvets on hand! We've started the year as we mean to go on - our first meal being a 3am visit to the Golden Fryer and we're in a male-free zone reading horoscopes in tacky magazines, deciding if we can be bothered to go and buy chocolate. Christ, sounding scarily like Bridget Jones. Our dream year is being planned out - we're looking at flights, drooling over travelling destinations and planning houses. And one of us was reading the newspaper at 4am this morning, so things can only get better. Apart from our mood and ability to eat junk food as diet starts next week. Oh dear.
Hope all is well and everyone's new year is outrageously fabulous.

Lucy and Sarah.