Adrian has been scratching his head quite hard trying to think if he has achieved anything much in the past year. Other than clearing the local burn and beach from fifty-plus years of litter, guiding, going to the theatre, saying farewell to friends who left too early, a valedictory address on farewells, and abandoning a lifetime’s friendship with Bacchus – the square root of nothing. He is extremely happy on the whole, and values the day.
