1st January 2018
There were no fireworks in Barrington, not even one exploding Badger.
One year slips into the next without a sound. This village could be described as “Heaven’s waiting room” as a lot of the residents are well into their eighties and nineties, but the country air, and unless they sold their souls to the devil, I’d say they look pretty good.
In the time I’ve been here, I have not seen anyone dancing naked around a bonfire chanting, but maybe that is to come, when it gets warmer.
I was still coughing well, and even with the evil liquid I was taking there was little improvement.
So I thought, “Enough of this excitement, I’m going to go back to bed”
That’s the best excuse I could think of, Happy new year!
Another Lifetime to go 