A New Decade

So, it’s that time of year again, when everybody pauses to reflect upon the months gone by and mainly think about two things:

1. How quickly the year has passed and how quickly the resolutions I made in January were broken.

2. The Christmas holidays are all but over and it’s time to go back to work.

Neither of these is the most cheering of thoughts, so it’s probably best avoiding those topics for now, particularly as this evening most people the length and breadth of the United Kingdom will be heading out for some intensive partying.

One Night In Paris

One of the most touching stories that I have ever heard involves a good friend of a good friend. When he was much younger, he suffered from serious asthma. It was debilitating to the point that he was unable to go outside for long stretches, and the more strenuous forms of physical activity would cause him to wheeze and splutter and, to use his own words, think that he was going to cough up both lungs.