Happy New Year

I'm ringing out the old and ringing in the new. Puzzled?

It is a year since the DSM frightened the bejasus out of all of us. It doesn't seem like it.

I have made no secret of the fact that it has been something of a rollercoaster of a year, and if this low-key anniversary means saying goodbye to the bad parts and refocussing on the good, then I shall be eternally thankful

I have a lot to be thankful for, after all. He has made an excellent physical recovery, and come a very long way with the rest of it. We have learned to value one another all over again, and to value the enormous number of things that are good in our joint and several lives. To make strenuous efforts to be nice to ourselves. There really has been far more good than bad.

Then, this new year promises to be an interesting one. I can only hope not too exhausting! We have four definite and one possible workshops lined up, and maybe other teaching as well. Woolfest, of course, very nearly organised even this early in the game. And there will be a trip of some description. Too early to say what as yet. There may be other surprises in store as well, but I'm not saying what as yet.

And come October, we will officially be a very old married couple - you wouldn't believe how many years it is! I would run a competition, like guessing how many beans in a jar, but I think some of you already know. Perhaps I'll come up with something else......

So, not complacency, but certainly gratitude. Happy New Year, us.