Happy New Year!

I nearly called this hopeless, in reference to my apparent inability to blog more than a couple of times a year.

So, 2012. The year Tiff singlehandedly accommodates all the Olympic athletes, as well as turning 40. Dan will start preschool (I do most sincerely hope) and I might venture back into the world of work. Voluntary work, I think, let's start slowly. Finally, 2012, the year I either find a pattern and a reason for blogging, a voice as it were, or the year I stop.....watch this space. Xx