2025

29 December 2024

2025 arrives with the stealthiness of a creaking door at midnight, embracing my optimistic heart with claws and cuddles in no particular order. Out with the old, in with the new; but what about the overlap – there has to be an overlap, notes still ringing, and those about to sound. I want to feign deafness, this last year was too brute loud. I am tempted to imagine that humankind will devour itself and the planet in spectacular fashion, concluding with a damp fizzle and hiss.

Still we do it, Auld Lang Syne and the eruption of coloured carbon sprinkles on the banks of the Thames. We will usher in tomorrow’s monster, crave new news and groan in unison when expectation is hurled like old pizza from high places. I am hoping that what comes will be more digestible, less prone to causing heartache and indigestion. In reality I am expecting Krampus not Santa to provide the baubles for this new year.

#random thoughts