I survived end of the world – and the Christmas shopping
• It was with some relief that I woke up on Friday to learn that the world had not ended.
The relief was short-lived. I turned on the radio and the blue skies filled in as I learnt that nurses were unhappy and there was much consternation in far-flung parts of our planet.
It also dawned on me that, thanks to the Mayan miscalculations, I no longer had an excuse not to enter the city fray and embark on that most demonic pursuit: Christmas shopping.