I knew starting this blog just prior to the New Year was a good idea - at least I can say I managed to continue it between 2006/7 !
A fairly eventful and busy New Years Eve yesterday given that Alan is a party animal and really likes to celebrate the day, where as I would much rather have a quiet change of year on this of all days. - So we compromised and went to Birmingham for their celebrations and I was quiet ... more seriously, it was a fairly good evening with good spirits throughout.
It was quite interesting speaking to people about their approach to the changing year. Only two types came out last night those for whom it is just another day so no big deal, and those who see it as full of promise but suspect things will revert to normal by the end of January. Interestingly, I always feel New Year is something of an anticlimax. The remnants of childhood Christmas mean that season should be longer but is built up and over in 24 hours. - Then New Year comes along and we're as far away as ever again. It feels like plunging over a precipice to me and always has done.
Certainly there are hopes and loads of opportunity but no resolutions or promises as I reckognise those as hostages to fortune.
Needless to say I was somewhat delicate this morning. Not I hasten to add due to the excesses of the grape or pharmacist, but because I was nominated driver and am just very tired at present. So a quiet day of television and reading. Speaking of which, am I the only person who feels that something terrible has happened in relation to Jennifer Saunders writing of late? I've just seen the last ever episode of "Vicar of Dibley" and am still jaw on floor with embarrassed shock at just how bad it was. Purile, juvenile, weak and not worthy of a swan song to what was a good series (at times). Then to add to the litergy of miswits we have "Jam and Jerusalem" also from Ms French which is a who's who of British Comedy talent but remains as humerous as root canal surgery without the benefit of a decent anasthetic. - What has happened to the French and Saunders of old.. If anyone spots signs of the original humour please let me know on a postcard!
Trivia today, nothing worldly at present. - Well I am on holiday.
