The year is as old as it will ever be, and I am glad. Glad to see 2016 end, because what use is there dwelling on another year of peaks and troughs, yeses and nos, wins and losses and everything in between? But glad also because somehow, even though at times it didn’t seem it could, in my little sphere of existence the year is ending in a (mostly) positive way and there is much to be glad for.

For 2017 I wish for myself so many things. I wish to be better, and nicer, and kinder, and stronger, and braver and more open. Mostly though, I just want to be me. Just me. Not someone else’s version, but my own. I am accountable to myself and a new year is as good a time as any to own that.

So be kind. Be useful. Be brave. Bring wine.

‘Til next year,