It’s the beginning of another new year, and I usually regard it as all-new, shiny and optimistic. But, if we’ve learned one thing recently, it’s that we shouldn’t count on predictions; 2023 has every opportunity to be the wayward younger sibling of 2020, 2021 and 2022, throwing caution to the wind and rebelling against its tiresome parents.
At this time of year, tradition has it that we set (and promptly forget) a resolution or two – a glass of wine, it is in the post-Christmas gloom. But maybe that’s just me.
