This year was always destined to be a seminal one for the United Kingdom. Whatever your disillusion may be about Great Britain, the Queen's Diamond Jubilee and the London 2012 Olympics have and will draw the eyes of the world onto the British Isles. And a third comes in the form of Bond, James Bond.
I have this terrible habit of booking tickets to plays that sound interesting then months later, moments before curtain up, I realise I haven't got a clue what the plot is and wonder if I'm going to be sat for three hours in the dark, literally and metaphorically. I had a bad Beckett experience once.
It can be hard to know what resolutions to come up with at New Year. Last year I think mine had something to do with washing socks. I didn't stick to it. But, in the spirit of Christmas, here is one ready-made for you. It isn't even that hard to keep. It is simply this: give contemporary classical music a chance.
I went to bed at about half past eleven last night. That's fairly early for me. (Read on, this gets interesting.) I was quite tired, having finished work late, and then I'd had two cocktails, which were great but did not serve to wake me up. All in all, come half past eleven, I wanted to go to sleep.