It’s that time of year again….

“I will drive a train this year” ok… This was my yearly contribution to the New Year resolution line at the home I lived in. It was a declaration of a five or six-year-old, blissfully unaware what a resolution actually was. We all lined up and one by one, stepped forward and made our profound announcement, then returned to the line. What was the point? I have no idea. But one thing it managed to achieve was to ensure that I repeated this little ritual unto the present day… Alright, I don’t actually stand in a line by myself – nor do I conduct the aforementioned in view of another living soul. But I do make resolutions, each year, without fail

As well as the New Year resolutions there are a lot of Christmas traditions, which most of us indulge; one way or another: sprouts for Christmas dinner being a prime example…. I like sprouts, but some insist on having them even though they hate them with a passion. This makes no sense to me, but to the sprout hating tradition lovers; it makes all the sense in the world. In a way these extremes are part of the fun side of the festivities that seem to be dwindling.

The making of New Year resolutions is a tradition that many participate in; some with great mirth, others with the intention of actually keeping them. Do not mock us….. not all of us fail.

So if by March the 15th you are overeating, drinking too much, still smoking, haven’t cleared the attic and are still promiscuous; then… you lucky devil.

There is always next year!

Hope you a have great year.

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