It’s been a funny old year, 2014. Not particularly sorry to see the end of it as there have been stresses and strains. But there were some moments.
Best Television Drama: Broadchurch
Best Television Comedy: Friday Night Dinner
Best Reality: Gogglebox
I didn’t see any decent films.
Most Inspiring Person: Malala Yousafzai
St Ives: Me and my mum
Glenda and Ben’s wedding:
The Exeter Novel Prize: Inaugural award ceremony
Trip to Israel (Silver Wedding treat):
Tackiest tourist trap – Church of the Holy Sepulchre. This is supposed to be where Jesus was crucified and buried. What would Jesus think of the bling?
Most peaceful place and such a contrast to the latter was the Garden Tomb – much more authentic and real.
The Old City of Jerusalem where I felt I was treading in the footsteps of angels (whilst being squashed by tourists and pilgrims):
Olive trees in the Garden of Gethsemane (that were there when Jesus was):
Putting my hand where Jesus was supposed to have placed his, on his last painful journey, down the Via Dolorosa:
Most breathtaking View: Masada
Trip to Edinburgh:My favourite city
My books: Seeing The Generation Game get to number 16 in the Kindle chart:
And some exciting news to come…
My family. We said some goodbyes to dear relatives, Auntie Shirley and Uncle Lyman. But I discovered my great grandmother’s letters and I got to know Mabel through her writing to her mother and sister.
I got to see my Canadian cousin, Susan. She’s serving in Lithuania.
I got to see my brother in Wales. He’s now American but Welsh in his heart.
Seeing my children celebrate their 19th, 18th and 16th birthdays:
Actually, I’m exhausted reading through all this. Thank you to everyone who reads my blog. It is a bit of a jumbled mess but I love it.
Bring it on, 2015.