Yesterday afternoon I had to go to the Doctors to go back onto anti-depressants, it all goes well and I drop off my scripts and go get a coffee.

I return fifteen minutes later to pay and the teenage shop assistant goes "hmm Effexor never seen these before what do they do?" before I could respond the old lady pharmacist takes the tablets and rings my order up, I pay and she places my tablets into a paper bag, with 'Happy Holidays' on the side.

A perfectly apt way to describe 2004,