97 (2023 year) miles, 1 (47) pubs, 0 (51) Rail Runs, 0 (35) commutes, 1 (12) fish and chips, 0 (11) kebabs.
The severe drop off in mileage following the ridiculous 100 mile run at the end of August correlates strongly with my deteriorating mental wellbeing and ballooning midsection. If I were assigning causation I would confidently assert that the 2nd one β the 1st β the 3rd (although the 1st feeds the 2nd, as well).
It was fucking cold for a couple of weeks this month. The snow that blanketed the area on the 11th continued to make the pavements in West Brom impassable for another week and a half but things were clear enough by the 15th for us to grab a meal out at a Viet Namese place before attending a carol recital at St Martin’s in the Bull Ring. The lighting was wrong for us to see the main attraction (the Burne-Jones windows) but it is still a lovely house (one of Chatwin‘s glories).
The house still has aspects of a construction site and we have yet to install the skirting boards, finish painting, or hang pictures but we managed to put up some Christmas shit. Other end-of-year trads we managed to fit in included drinking heavily (the eggnog Christmas morning and the beefy bloodies during the week along with Manhattans until the vermouth ran out), playing the Flagpole Christmas Albums (all Athens and Atlanta acts and highly recommended if only for Santa’s Out of Rehab), eating homemade biscotti di Prato dunked in Vin Santo as well as the recently memorialised sweet potato pie, and champagne with A Charlie Brown Christmas — I’ve seen this every year (that I’ve had a tele) since it was first broadcast in 1965…”lights, please.”
There are resolutions. I only stand by the ones made public (my reading goals, essentially).
There are also well wishes for many people out there most of whom read my notes here; I also hope for doom and sorrow to befall a substantial cadre of folk, some of whom read these musings. There’s little I can do to bring about any of it, but do know that if you belong to either group that I have you in my thoughts…and crosshairs.
Happy New Year.