Well 2011 disappeared in a haze of deadlines, meetings, general stress and of course Deflux Day.
Deflux Day was a wet affair, with much golf-related action, a trip down memory lane to the sacred halls of Time Out, breakfast at the new Drexels - when I pointed out the toothpick holder from Hereford St with excitement I was met with a bemused "yeah so what" smile, proving not all of us miss the old days as much as perhaps I do! - bowling, Osaka, and soujourns to Pomeroy's and Cassels for some restorative ales.