I’ve decided I’m not going to make any New Year’s resolutions this time round, not only because I took a look at last year’s post on the subject and realised just how crap I am at fulfilling them, but because events of the last few weeks have proved to me once and for all just how bloody unpredictable life can be.

There’s no point in me vowing to give up smoking for example, if in the course of a week I’m going to learn that a) a friend is gravely ill and fighting for his life on a ventilator (update: Ian’s not out of the woods yet, but although he’s still on the vent and will be for some time to come, he’s slowly starting to come round, and yesterday while I was visiting he gave me a big wink and a grin, which was lovely, [and probably the only time in my life I’ve actually been happy to have a man wink at me!]) and b) my oldest daughter has got engaged and in the not too distant future I’ve going to have to do the mother of the bride thing……whatever that thing is.

So while a month ago I could have easily said “Oh yeah, next year I’m definitely going to quit smoking”, right now all I can think is “You can fuck off if you think I’m handing over my fags: you’ll have to prize ’em out of my cold dead hands! Now where did I put my lighter…..”

I also couldn’t have predicted back in January 2009 that by the end of the year not only would I have got an honourable mention in a couple of pretty high-profile books (cheers Ariane and Kat), but that I’d have had a hysterectomy, and that December would see me speechifying at an international trade union conference on trafficking and prostitution, in Stockholm of all places. Look, that’s me, up at the rostrum doing my thang!

Thankfully I don’t appear to look as terrified as I felt…..

So anyway, if I’ve learnt anything this year it’s that nothing is predictable and so there’s no point busting a gut trying to plan for any of it: it’s probably best to just to go with the flow and see where life takes you.

The only thing I am going to say about the year ahead is that I sincerely hope it’s going to be better than the last one. And not just for me and mine, but for everyone. Because let’s face it, 2009 really was a bit poo wasn’t it?