By Roy Mathur, on 2025-01-01, at 23:12:05 to 23:37:23 GMT, for Captain Roy's Rusty Rocket Radio Show
Dinner was herby fried chicken, roast veggies, stuffing and mincemeat balls, herb and pepper raspberry and red wine reduction (instead of cranberry sauce), followed by Christmas pudding and clotted cream.
I got some nice bobble hats. One with a Doctor Who design I bought myself and two from Mum; one with reindeer and another of the novelty Father Christmas-type. She also bought me an African savannah-themed pencil case. I also bought myself some terrible audio gear, which I'm returning. I also removed my beard.
Assassins and a snake on a train in Japan and, thus, do japes ensue in 2022 in this forgettable, violent, star-studded, action comedy.
I finally succumbed and boxsetted the culturally significant 2021 and 2024 South Korean survival horror, combining Slashers, Battle Royale, and Saw, into an It's a Knock Out-style game show for an audience of rich psychopaths, and found it a spectacular, gory, non-stop misery-pornographical critique of late-stage capitalism.
Blood-drenched 2024 heist/revenge Euro-thriller series on ITVX, about stealing from an evil capitalist, seen from the point of view of a crime lord's ex-bodyguard, played by Nathan Stewart-Jarrett of Misfits, Utopia, and Doctor Who.
Forget about it. I do that every year and it's depressing.
Instead, what did I achieve last year? I published 46 podcasts (started revisiting the penultimate classic TV Doctor and finished Hammer House of Horror; now their own shows), began riding my own motorcycle, got new glasses with only a slightly different prescription, visited a dentist, though no treatment was necessary, enjoyed some new aches and pains and illnesses, but I'm getting over them, almost came a cropper over Christmas, but survived and here I am now, hopefully replete with pumpkin pie.
Not a bug free tropical island holiday, but not a kick in the teeth either.