New Year Ramblings

Have drunk far too much, too early (Tesco Express really shouldn't discount Jacob's Creek Shiraz Cabernet - have they no social responsibility?)

I am somewhat bothered by new year resolutions. I haven't made any but feel I should. Give up drinking, smoking, whingeing?

Am entering new year in somewhat depressed mode. Have been ousted from a job I've had for 11 years - new brooms can be so harsh. I have to find a job by the end of the month, trouble is, I rather like being at home.

I can't help thinking those 70's bra burners did us women a huge disservice. My mother's generation had it so good - not expected to work out of the home, honoured or at least not looked down on for being stay-at-home wives/mothers. And while I'm being retrospective, what happened to being served at petrol stations; milk, papers and groceries being delivered the norm; seats being offered and doors held open? Sometimes I think progress is crap.

As a single mother, I have to find a job that pays well enough to live reasonably, ends before my daughter gets home and gives me the school holidays off. Can't help thinking that's as likely as me winning the premium bond jackpot from my 40+ year old £5 stake. Never won a bean to date.

Oh how cathartic blogs are - I can moan to the ether.

Do you think Pepys/Evelyn et al wrote for personal catharsis or posterity? Is a blog merely a vanity? Probably, but since this will indubitably not be read by anyone (who Googles Peckham blogs?), I shall continue for my own sake.

Happy New Year to anyone out there.