I spent new year in Manchester with a load of girls who design clothes. I got mistaken for a bouncer by a woman who tried giving me her umbrella and had a conversation with an underage lass from Ireland who kept on telling me she was the Baby Jesus. I had to listen to the virtues of the, and I quote "to die for", Justin Timberlake Very Slight Look A Kinda Like in the bar and spent almost five minutes trying to explain that I wanted a whisky, after pointing at the Malibu bottle, then the Archers then looking confused and trying to work out where I was pointing, I finally got my message across by counting how many bottles along the row it was. All in all a good night then.