Here I am staring out across the mountains into the future, or something like that. The pic was taken by Rory last Sat rather than today, of course, as am now back in sunny Hampshire. Such a lot of strange and dramatic things, bad and good, have happened to me personally in the last decade, but one trudges on and hopes for the best. My new year resolution is to eat less and write more.
Currently re-reading The Balkan Trilogy by Olivia Manning, one of my favourite writers. I used to identify with her heroine, Harriet Pringle, as she was often lonely living in a foreign city and not quite sure what to do with herself. About 20 years or so ago I met an old lady who had known Olivia Manning. She told me she was peculiar-looking and that her husband was unfaithful. Guy Pringle is supposed to be based on OM's husband except in the novels he is neglectful of Harriet rather than a philanderer. You can find out more about Olivia by googling. ('Googling', now that's one of the miracles of the last decade.)
I keep thinking of more resolutions including spending less time messing about on t'internet, so all best wishes for a happy and peaceful new year.