Here comes the first foot…bearing coal for the outer man and whisky for the inner…
Let us find a new voice for the year to come…
‘For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.’
Let us find a voice for ourselves. for those whose voices are never heard, and may we speak for freedom and justice.
But not forget the fun of seeing in the New Year… years ago German friends introduced us to their cult New Year clip
Dinner for One
We too watch it every year..as much in celebration of our German friends as for the absurdity itself…part of the ritual of the passing of the old year.
And so we remember…
Happy we’ve all been together
And look forward.
Many thanks to all of you kind enough to follow …and to comment…on this blog. I enjoy your company.
Lang may your lums reek.