What was it like for you?

What was it like for you? It's all rather strange, this millennium business. I have to confess that I am one of those rather sad people who will happily retire to bed at 10 pm on New Year's Eve with a book and some malt whisky. The reason is partly bloody mindedness, and partly that I look like an ill conditioned bouncer when I wear a dinner jacket. However, it was clearly going to be …