Well, what goes around comes around. Today being the last day of the year I kept up my tradition ("you sad bastard," I hear you cry) and watched Wogan - the last programme of '86, not '85. I was dead chuffed that I had managed to keep my diary up for a whole 12 months. It was quite a year for me - a death in the family, exams, starting a new phase of my education, a football world cup and so on. What would 1987 hold?
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