Instead of new year's resolutions I've drawn up, what I like to call my Ní Féidir Liom list. As you may have guessed, I've always been more prone to rant than cant.
Here's a few of my more pressing I-just-can't-and-don't-even-think-of-asking-me rants on the last year:
The Ní Féidir Liom list.
No I can't understand why we as a nation owe money to someone we don't even know - did nobody think to check the signature on the cheque when we signed on the dotted line?
No I can't say I'm surprised that, a year after our last meeting, Enable Ireland still haven't answered our concerns about their breaches of Irish child protection policy. I can say that I'm much relieved that we no longer have to rely on their services for Boy Wonder but I do feel a kind of survivor's guilt for those who still do.
No I can't help being stunned by the kindness of strangers.
No I can't understand the hype surrounding sun-dried tomatoes.
No I can't help but be amazed by the wonderful support and energy we get from teachers and special needs assistants.
No I can't stop smiling every time I watch Boy Wonder singing Karaoke.
No I can't understand why a consultant gets snotty when you respectfully ask for a second medical opinion. I would love an insight on that one!
No I can't wait to get to London's Great Ormond Street Hospital to hear that second opinion.
No I still can't fit into a size 10 jeans - wise up love it's never going to happen!
No I can't thank people enough for their support.
No I can't but hope that 2012 brings us all more good fortune.
Thanks for the company and Happy New Year to you all.
Cheers,
Annb
