Blimmin' 'eck, I forgot to make any resolutions

I did, you know. I didn't even think about those stupid old new year's resolutions until I heard something on the radio tonight about them. Fancy that. I must say it's a bloody relief not to have gone through that idiotic, annoying process, where you rack your brains for some habit to change, and then on finding one, fail to do so.

But I suppose if I was going to do anything differently, I'd try to be a bit more kind in situations don't lend themselves to it. That's the kind of thing I aspire to. I must try to remember this thought next time I'm stuck behind a TWATTY20MPHDRIVER on the A130. All we need is love. And a lot of patience. And a recollection of what could happen when you overtake twatty20mphdriver. Oh, and, don't forget the horrific fatal accident you passed on the M40 on new year's day. This is what can happen. In fact, my resolution might be to stop driving, which in turn means giving up work. C'est la vie.