New Year, starting late . . .
2014 was going to be a new beginning, vigorous, productive, fulfilling, and it was scheduled to start from the very first day of January. Yes!
But it didn’t and I can’t seem to kick-start it, or perhaps myself. Part of the reason for this is the giddiness I have been experiencing since November, now thankfully diminishing. The swirling head rush is mainly confined to bed so during the day I am able to walk steadily and drive safely.
Maybe my lack of motivation is a hangover from 2013 which seemed to be a year of waiting and worrying. Whatever it is, I think February will herald the real New Year for me. So, Happy New Year, folks, and may the sun shine gently upon you and yours J
Meanwhile . . .
Herschel in a box . . .
Herschel in a basket . . .
Herschel and his favourite dog, Bertie . . .
. . . whichever way up.
Jellicoe in a box . . .
The Entropy Gang at rest, Isambard stretching his claws.