This is how my new year started, looking after the drunk and injured on New Year’s Eve night, from my temporary emergency treatment area in a old, cold church, where when the clock struck midnight the patient I was with realised it was midnight and proceeded to hug and kiss me.

Once home in the morning, a few hours sleep, still feeling like I had a hangover because I was so tired, I packed, caught a flight to my new year retreat after working all Christmas, I end up here…. Just a tad nicer I think, don’t you!

Champagne was waiting in our room! Breakfast followed by ice skating, spa treatments, wine cellar tour, swimming, eating, drinking and sleeping! Don’t mind if I do!

A small part of feels a bit guilty knowing at this very moment my colleagues will be working very hard to keep you all safe and well. But be rest assured I am writing this on the plane journey home and I will be soon back to it, to start all over again!

Cheers, happy new year! X