Yep, I'm home. the Prestige was rather a let-down and I just wasn't up to going out once we'd wended (went?) our way home (via Brick Lane and some nice curry). Shower and done, me - though I hadn't mentioned it I slept like crap on a stick last night and have had no energy all day. Behold, I am old, home on NYE with my trousers rolled.