The King is dead – long live the King!
If, like Mr Big here, you’re plum-tuckered out from all the partying, renovating, or just plain whatevering, I wish you a chill New Year’s Day. The chillest.
To everyone who reads this blog, who trots along with me on this lunatic steeplechase journey of ups and downs, who forgives my periods of silence while missing in action, who nudges me when I’ve been silent too long – thank you. Thank you for your patience, your advice and your humour. Gawd knows, I need all three! May this coming new year bring us all goodly dollops of health, fortitude, generosity, and a lot of what we wish for. X