Monday, 31 December 2018

Two Thousand and Eighteen

2018 was the year that I...

got a label for my particular brand of crazy,

started group therapy,

spent three months being technically homeless,

was largely skint, and

got a bit fat.

2018 was also the year that I...

discovered I like working in a warehouse,

became a vaguely competent barmaid,

completed my fourth (and fastest ever) Great North Run, and

moved in to my own little flat.

In 2018 I met...

Radio royalty, Chris Moyles,

his gorgeous, funny cousin and Dubland legend, Suzanne Kane,

Radio X breakfast show producer, James Robinson,

comedian, actor and the other half of the Dubland dream team, PJ Gallagher,

and the utter hammer legends that are, Elis James and John Robins.

When I look back on this year, I will remember all of the above. I will also remember...

a perfect day spent with Jenny and her beautiful children in a sunny Whitley Bay,

drinking Estrella with Claire in the caravan awning in a not-so-sunny Appleby,

watching Eva and Hal run round Tahlas's garden in their pants having a water fight,

seeing England win a World Cup penalty shoot-out, and

having breakfast with a very old (but super young looking) friend overlooking Long Sands on my 37th birthday.

This has been the year where my uncles have taken care of me in my dad's absence, and where two people who share no blood with me have loved me like their own daughter. It's been the year where my sisters (all three of them) have looked after me in their own way and where a small army of incredible friends have held me together when I was falling apart. I could list them all but they know who they are.

So here's to 2019... Here's to more therapy, to being more mindful, to losing some weight and to being the best Mamoo I can be. Here's to Living My Best Life and not being a self-centred hammock too much of the time. Here's to holidays and gigs and adventures and to sometimes just wearing pyjamas all day. Here's to not giving myself a hard time when it all goes to shit because statistically, that WILL happen no matter how hard I try not to let it. Here's to just riding that vibe train all the way to Legendsville!

And maybe, just maybe... here's to love...?