Last year was a shit time. The taxman was taking me in every orifice. I must confess it sent me into la-la land, but not as badly as the spring before.
At the moment I feel like a pan of milk at the moment when the surface starts to dance and quiver before boiling up in the pan. I hope I've poured myself into a big enough pan this year. (Every year I weld more onto the pan of myself. I use common sense for rivets, and resignation for solder.)
And just want to say, after having cast my eye on my troubles 12 months back - you are all a lovely bunch. Thank you. Dx