I was picking up a few essentials in My Local Spar earlier this evening. Pringles, Haagen Dazs, the standard life enhancing stuff. I overheard a pleasant chat between a cashier and a customer which ended with a few laughs and an exchange of New Year good wishes, and it occurred to me that this kind of thing is what makes New Years Eve a special day.

The Belgian Boy was over for Christmas. It was good to see him again. He had a little crew along with him and we all had a very pleasant gig in The Great Institution of Balfe Street on Christmas Day. The following evening we hooked up for a pint and chat. He asked of my intentions for the coming year. I trotted out my musical ambitions and also the idea of making a little positive difference in the world around me.

And so this effectively is my New Year resolution. To be a slightly improved version of my current self.

Happy New Year.