So twelfth night is almost upon us. Thank god for that, we can all get back to normal. I don’t mean to be all Scrooge like and bah humbug but; I bloody hate Christmas. I’m an atheist and my family is weird, disparate and not really very close. So really I have nothing much to celebrate. Christmas for me is just an expensive time of misplaced obligations. There you are, that good old Catholic guilt. That’s why I’m an atheist. If I was a Christian I’d be well and truly pissed off at the sickly cheap commercialisation of what is presumably one of your most important religious celebrations. Even being the heathen I am it still makes me faintly nauseous.
Want a festive photo? Well here you are, its as festive as you’re going to get from me. Its the Uskmouth power station as seen from the Newport Wetlands nature reserve. Ahh, the Boxing Day walk where everybody pretends to take a remote interest in each others lives, even though we can only be bothered to see each other once a year. The storm clouds rolled back, the winter afternoon light became really rather beautiful, a rainbow appeared and photographically speaking I got quite excited. See you can find pleasure in the strangest of places.
Then there’s New Year. Actually I was quite pleased for it to arrive. 2009 has been far from great for many reasons. New Year’s Eve is almost always anti climatic. Hugh Heffner once described it as “amateur’s night”, which I think is a pretty spot on assessment. This year it wasn’t too bad all things considered. A little bittersweet as four very good friends left London in mid December to go and live in Australia, it would have been nice to celebrate with them. Two of them married each other in Melbourne on 2nd Jan. Gutted I couldn’t have been there.
So here’s a New Years picture. Good spot to watch from eh?
I’m really not the cynical miserable sod these words appear to paint me as, although the words are genuine.
Happy New Year everyone. I hope 2010 brings you everything you hope for.
0 Responses to “At last its over”