The end of the year is normally a good time to think over the events of the last year, but not now after this stinker. I should know, I tried it.

I have released my annual eBook reviewing 2020.

For the past three years I have compiled various newspaper columns and other written work and put it in book form as a record of the previous twelve months. The first two volumes were called Lasted Another Year and Lasted Yet Another Year so I feel that I may have tempted fate and caused the viral outbreak in 2020.

This year’s book is called Lasted Another Year Despite A Pandemic, which is less of a humorous title and more of an actual boast. As you can imagine, there is a strong theme to my writing in 2020. It was strange to see the book start off as a normal January with worries of Meghan and Harry doing less work. Then the lockdown came in and we all worked less.
On a personal note, it has been a year where I lost my mother and I haven’t been able to see my father as he is in a care home with dementia.

Even in that there has been light. It brings a smile to my face when I remember how silly my dad thinks I’m being when I stand outside a window to speak to him. He must think I have lost my mind.

It’s been a year of lockdowns, Scotch eggs, clapping on Thursdays and eye tests in Barnard Castle.

2021 could be a lot of things. There’s already rumours of Sex and the City getting a reboot, so it won’t all be good, but hopefully I’ll be writing about a year of vaccines, reopenings, reunions and returns to normal.