In case you missed it, 2016 has passed. Eyes blinking, stumbling about and tripping over decades of discarded shopping trolleys, Ford Cortina parts and used syringes we enter a new year like we might exit an extra long dark tunnel. Things might happen, things might not.
Just before our annual post-festive shopping binge, the fridge decided to pack up. It had been a noisy thing, chuntering and rattling like an old train. I was rather fond of the old thing, it having been the third fridge freezer I had ever bought. It's strange how the older we get the more excited we get about new mundane appliances and fittings like fridge freezers and carpets.