In 2017 I took Boring to the British Library, I left a job, I started a new job, I drank too much, I went on long walks on my own, I cried a lot, I laughed a lot, I performed in a puppet show and a pantomime, I went to Australia, I worried people, I scared people, I lied to people, I smashed my head into the pavement, I had an X-ray, I didn’t break any bones, I became completely hysterical after reading the description of an episode of Chef’s Table on Netflix, I visited Falco’s grave and had dinner in his favourite restaurant, I watched a lot of films, I stopped eating meat, I started eating meat again, I tried to eat less meat, I watched a small child roll down a hill, I moved to north London, I sat on buses, I sat on benches, I fell asleep on the sofa, I appeared in a men’s fashion magazine, I put up some shelves, I listened to a lot of podcasts, I listened to a lot of Brian Eno, I let people down, I fed some ducks, I ate Pringles, I drank peppermint tea, I went to Manchester, I went to Ramsgate, I went to Bath, I found out that ants live a surprisingly long time, I discovered the identity of Captain Coleslaw and I had trouble sleeping.
I’m glad it’s over.
So, same old, same old…
2018 is bound to be, if not better, different.
Hang in there.
Great list. Thanks for sharing. Feliz Ano!
Felicity Fenton
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Which episode of Chef’s Table?