Off we go again. I wish you all a Happy New Year. Let’s make it greener and kinder.
Who is that dear? “It’s The Angry Old Woman … I think I need to let her have her say this year.”
What, you mean here? In this space? “Maybe not here but in my own life.”
Well I call that enigmatic, dear. “And I call it wish fulfilment.”
Happy New Year, dear.
“Oh! The New Year already.”
I’ve got me hat on. Are we doing some animating now?
“Er, yes, Mum. I’ve been working on it.”
What do you mean? You haven’t taken a photo of me for ages. What are you playing at?
“Happy New Year, Mum.” .. Happy New Year, dear..
“Another year older.” .. Speak for yourself, dear..
I was 94 when I popped my clogs … and 94 I stay.