Off they went,trundling out of the car, late again, running to the gates, their backpacks jostling on their backs, my son’s puffy anorak bulking him out, my daughter worried her teacher’s sensibilities would be offended by her real rabbit fur coat (vintage, the rabbit died years ago, and my husband bought the coat behind my back, what was I supposed to do, burn it?).

And here I am, back at my “school”, my desk, with a 1001 new year’s resolutions to attend to.

This year the website will be re-vamped, there might even be a website within a website… I’m going to write a screenplay, and embark on a follow-up to the first novel, Fave Value, now that the new novel, Two Weeks in Malibu is nearly done and dusted.

And the rest?  Well we’ll see! But there is the question of the excess blubber the two weeks off in the land of tartiflette and fondue has given me… The running starts tomorrow…

brrr.. it’s cold outside!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!