Good morning, and a very happy new year to all. The wife and I were in the Sun & Doves at the transitional time, perhaps slightly the worse for wear after having polished off a bottle of wine each earlier in the evening. The place was packed to the rafters with a friendly crowd, there was good music, and free champagne at midnight; which, in retrospect, we probably shouldn’t have drunk, as we had our own bottle. In recent years I’ve developed a sensibility which pushes me in the direction of home when I would have stayed out before, so I was at home a little after 1am; the earliest in living memory.
A couple of small Camberwell connections over the festive period: the wife received a copy of former Blur bassist Alex James’ autobiography, which features tales of his time at Camberwell College of Arts; and one of the comedians we saw at a comedy club on NYE was from Camberwell. And yes, I am just sad enough that both of those gave me a tiny thrill.
The fag‐end of 2007 saw another shooting in the area, this time on the Aylesbury estate. There are a lot of posters around the area trumpeting the regeneration of the estate, but I suspect everyone would be a little better off if they razed it to the ground and started again.
But I don’t want to dwell on the negatives too much; after all, it’s a new calendar year and we should be looking forward to a positive future. I don’t make resolutions, but I’d be interested in hearing what everyone else has vowed to do in 2008.