We are back...
Leaving the fantastical dream-realm of the Serenissima for the harsh reality of the Everyday Life in London.
Nine days into the New Year is, I guess, a tad late to offer best wishes for the remaining 358, but better late than never.
Being frail creatures, we habitually begin each new year (despite its utter arbitrariness) with blithe hopes and wistful expectations. So, whatever you may be hoping, wishing or praying for in 2008: may you find or receive those things or else be given the courage and resolve to make do with whatever does happen to come your way...
And I'll close this first blog of the year with a thought-provoking thought from G K Chesterton:
The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year.
It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes.
Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions.
Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective.
Unless a man starts on the strange assumption that he has never existed before, it is quite certain that he will never exist afterwards.
Unless a man be born again, he shall by no means enter into the Kingdom of Heaven.
Image: © Brian Sibley, 2008