So it's the new year. I can only hope it gets off to a better start than the last one. Not that it was a categorically terrible 366 days. It was more of a nonevent. So here I sit in front of a small fire, still recovering from the antics had two nights ago, contemplating the coming year.
I'm not one for expectations but how's this? I hope to get my garden flourishing. That would be pleasant. I hope my car powers through another year. That would be fantastic. I hope to organise an overseas trip. That would be exceptional.
So here goes nothing. Bring on 2013. Who's with me?