It’s been the busiest year ever here at The Roomyverse, in every meaning of the word. I could do with a holiday, but I doubt I’m going to get one. I will, however, resolve to get fit, because if I was any less fit I would probably be immobile. 2012 is going to be even busier than 2011, what with Pablo starting school, the Olympics, the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee, a US Election, the Euro Footie Championships, all coinciding with our work move to a brand new Broadcasting House. In such frenzied circumstances immobility woud be a bit of a bugger.
In the meantime, I hope you all have a fantastic year that fulfills all your dreams and desires. Unless your Kim Jong-un, and your dream features maniacal troops marching through a post-nuclear Seoul, obviously. I’m sure that’s not the case, Kim, that you’re actually trying to find a way out of your father’s messianic maze of austere self-obsession, but calling for every North Korean soldier to be a human shield while branding South Korea treacherous and demanding all US troops leave the South undefended is not very reassuring. As New Year’s messages go it’s actually a bit worrying, Kim, if I’m honest.
Here’s to a peaceful 2012, though, with no tsunamis, riots, overly bloody revolutions, or potential nuclear catastrophes. It’s the least we deserve.