Just as I did on New Years Eve 2013, so I did for New Years Eve 2014 and tucked myself up in bed before midnight with Ted Hughes, Seamus Heaney and Grayson Perry, reading and listening to the fireworks booming across London.
2014 disappeared in a blur. I have no idea where the days have gone, particularly the second half of the year. I spent Christmas getting myself back in order and processing all that has happened over the past 12 months and there are a lot of changes, both personally and professionally ahead of me, as I consolidate my business and adopt improved working practices that will benefit both myself and my clients.
Fortunately for we yarn botherers, 2015 is the Chinese Year of the Sheep which I presume can only be a good thing and obviously an excuse to knit and crochet more?
I’ll leave you with a ‘new to me’ poem which my friend Lucy tweeted last night. Wishing you all a happy and peaceful New Year – be kind to yourselves and one another:
Ring Out, Wild Bells (1850)
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out thy mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.