Ann and I popped into Parramatta today. I was keen on testing out the new light rail between Parramatta and Westmead (which extends also to Carlingford). It is rather slow in sections, especially where it runs parallel to and through existing road corridors. But it was pleasant enough and not at all crowded and had a nice, new tram smell too.

No plans for NYE. Readers of this blog (surely none - ed.) will know that I don't credit it as being anything special though I'm glad for others to celebrate. Or commiserate.

Nevertheless, Happy New Year to one and all!. May you be blessed in the coming weeks and months. Here's the first verse of John Clare's The Old Year for you to ponder as the hours run down.

The Old Year's gone away

To nothingness and night:
We cannot find him all the day
Nor hear him in the night:
He left no footstep, mark or place
In either shade or sun:
The last year he'd a neighbour's face,
In this he's known by none.