It was all going to be logical, so structured, so planned. A new year, a new structured and planned blog complete with monthly collections of material from News From Nowhere and Alan Burnett's Picture Post, plus added bits for extra flavour. It was just a matter of getting Christmas over and then applying the logic to the structure. And then .... Isobel was taken back into hospital on Monday and my structure crumbled in front of my eyes and my logic dissolved like an apothecary's tincture. This is no time to be planning blogs.
But it is a time to remain positive. It looks as though the problems - which were a known complication of the major surgery she had last September - may be in the process of resolving themselves without the need of new surgical interventions. However, for the first time in 48 years I spent New Years' Eve apart from Isobel, and the last few days have been an endless procession of hospital visits and anxious phone calls.
Perhaps I can put one of my new plans into action. My diary this year will be a series of daily images - a far better aide-memoire than any collection of words. I won't bore you with my daily photos often, but I will share the one for Tuesday 1st January 2015. Of all the scenes that I anticipated might sum up the first day of this new year, this was never one of them.