In the words of Evita... so what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall. So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall. Where am I going to? You'll get by you always have before.
Lovely innit.
What a year ey. Quick think of a positive for this stinky old year that is, quite crazily, still hanging on for a few more hours despite the great amount of antipathy that a great number of people feel towards it. Can 2011 be anything more than a ruddy bouncing bundle of joy with all of our hopes for something a bit more flipping cheerful beating the life into it? Well, let's all hope so.
Here's some 2010 posi:
My job got more fun.
My friends made me laugh so much that I couldn't stop.
My nephews are clever and cute and brilliant.
I got better at skating.
I decided what to do next with my life.
Now how does one get from here to Hammersmith?* I have a year to welcome and friends to kiss.
*I'll ask tfl.