This marked my first New Year on facebook, which was an experience: being part of a community that longed to physically assault a time period was ... interesting, to say the least! 2016 was the year that stole so many celebrities from us, from David Bowie to Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds at the top-end of the scale where the mega-celebrities are recognized, to Jon English, Liz Smith and James Stacy at the lower end of the same scale, where lesser-known artists have always belonged in the hearts of somewhat smaller armies of fans.
So many people say 2016 stunk, not merely because of the inordinate number of celebrities who passed away, but because stuff just went wrong, or failed to happen at all. It was a year when a great deal of work went unrewarded and everything seemed to five times the fight one normally has to put up, just to stay in the same place! So --
"Good riddance to bad rubbish," as the old saying goes ... and here's to 2017. May it be a much better year for us all.
It's January 3 already on this side of the dateline. The Christmas tree just came down, inspiring this:
The Christmas Tree Down Ditty
Oh Christmas tree,
Oh Christmas tree,
So ends another year --
Back into the loft goes all
The loveliness you were...
But sure as winter follows fall
And summer follows spring --
November 30: back down comes...
Your MONSTER pile of bling!
Back soon with the recipe for Devil's Trifle, which we make (and eat) at New Year. It never lasts more than a day, for some reason ... how strange!
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