Because the wife and kids are upstairs keeping each other warm on a grim New Year's Day in front of some nonsense on the telly about lions that live in wardrobes or something, I have surreptitiously sneaked (is there any other way to sneak?) downstairs to fulfil what used to be one of the most enjoyable rituals of the holiday season: working out my classic events diary for next year.
Naturally, the perfect item to do this with is the splendid – unrivalled, even – events calendar that was given away free with the January 2012 issue of C&SC (hurry and you should still be able to find it in the shops if you missed out or click here to order it).
Traditionally, I pore over each month and circle or highlight my must-do events for the coming year.
Did you notice that I said 'what used to be one of the most enjoyable rituals'? Thing is, while in the past this was a genuinely exhilarating experience, a moment of planning routes, reviving past memories (are there any other type?) and looking forward to creating new ones, this year it has been an almost depressing one.