Sorry to start the year on a serious issue
I am not a journalist
and I can't draw.
But events in Paris on 7 January
were a direct attack on everything I believe. #JeSuisCharlie
Je suis Charlie.
But, on a lighter note...
We had a quiet break, with many naps and much peace. Sadly, my mother is not able to walk far these days and going upstairs to bed leaves her gasping.
She seemed to enjoy the time away from the City, and at least the week out of her normal flat gave her something different to ponder.
No raised voices (once she was installed at mine) and a pleasant (almost staid) time was had.
Chris came for Christmas Day lunch, but we did not see James and Tara as they were visiting family in Suffolk.
I held the traditional Ratcliffe Boxing Day buffet tea with friends Michael and Dorothy Peat (my ex-landlords from way back when), who are good folks and easy company.
Midnight fireworks went on locally for 30 minutes this year.
Let's hope it's a good year, and let's be careful out there.
In other news...
Then the supervisor at Canon Europe was taken ill, so there was a threat that I would have to cover at Stockley Park - luckily, this did not materialise.
My old work colleague Ronnie Tan Toh Wee (from Singapore in one of my previous lives) was in Hemel Hempstead last weekend. He dropped me a text and we had an all too short catch up on Sunday evening. Good to see him (it has been a few years), and thanks are due for Chinese New Year cards and presents.
The chatting was over too soon as his jet lag and sinus problems kicked in and he had to get to his bed.
We chose a 4 volunteers for the Cub Scout Cooking Competition which is in a few weeks (Cubs to prepare a 2 course meal for one from scratch, cooking on two double burners in approx 90 minutes, maximum cost £5).
Swimmers were also asked if they wanted to take part in the annual Swimming Gala (not sure when that one is).
All of which means that for the next three meetings, I will be helping and showing some Young People how to burn some meat in a controlled manner.
Life on the edge, eh?
Until next time...