It’s been a silly old 2013 round here. Stresses, strains, constant six-day weeks and a bit of soul-searching have been hammering away at the back of my head, with somewhat inevitable results. The weather not bothering to make its mind up about what it’s doing hasn’t helped the general feeling of unspecified malaise either, although that might just be the horsemeat in the lasagne talking (or neighing).
Thankfully a couple of major changes have taken (or are in the midst of taking) place, leaving a clearer view. And there’s also the arrival of this, which has helped rather a lot – a record that lifts the spirits by instilling a feeling of camaraderie and community by simply being itself, and that revels in the battles against the crushing normality of daily doings that get to us all.