The long winter of Covid-19 continues.
I feel fortunate. My health is (hopefully) average for my age. I have loving and supportive family and friends. Yet inside a heavy weight hangs, tugging and dragging my feet like a moody teenager as I try to move forward.

‘A Long December’ by the Counting Crows. Every year since I was a teenager this song has entered my head, the December calling card bringing the lyrics to the forefront of my thoughts.A song that swings between reflection on re- cent circumstances and a positive future.


Amongst all this are little glimmers of hope. And so this issue has become a time to reflect on December and the year, all conjured by the lyrics that go round my head.