So, that’s it.
The fat lady is warming up her vocal chords, because it ain’t over until she sings. Or, in her absence, Jools Holland doing some sort of musical love-in with Katie Melua.
2015 is the fifth year of this blog. I think. Sounds about right. It hasn’t been its best – due to technical issues, enthusiasm levels or the fact that if I ever tried to write this blog lying down I’d fall asleep.
But 2016 starts tomorrow. Volume 6 (again, I think) starts afresh. I already know that next year’s blogs will include my annoyance that the money I spend on Amazon Prime is being used to keep Jeremy Clarkson in a position he can punch different producers, something about the rise of Trump – or President Trump as we will know him by this time next year – and my increasing love for DC Comics TV series. Legends of Tomorrow or whatever it’s called is going to be my new jan.
Seriously though, Arrow is my new obsession and I’m dangerously close to binge watching Season 1 of Flash…
But that’s later.
I haven’t been great in 2015.
Next year I’ll be amazing.
And so will you guys.
See you tomorrow!
Happy New Year!