I started typing this around 7:30pm on New Year’s Day in New Zealand. I didn’t go out anywhere last night, mainly because I didn’t have any money and partly because TVNZ2 (or whatever they’re called these days) were showing “Dirty Dancing” so I elected to stay home and watch that with one of my flatmates. Last year, Three were showing “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” but because of where I was living at the time, I couldn’t watch it when it was showing so I elected to watch it by other means. I will admit that I was in bed when the New Year came around but I was still…
That’s how I feel about 2019 at this point of time. I’ll be another year older – and entering a new decade, age wise. Am I scared about turning 40? Hell no! Don’t they (whoever they are) say that life begins at 40?