Something about that calendar ticking over to a bright and shiny new year is a lovely wonderful idea. 

This year is ripe with hope… RIPE I tell you! All potential and plans just bubbling away under the surface, a future just effervescing to a certain reality… I hope. And what does the future hold?

Try every tea available in Australia — Learn to Ride-A-Bike — Wear false eyelashes to a non-event — Do something out of crazy for a guy —  Ride a camel — Try on a wedding dress — Buy an easel — Take up painting again — Attend a ball — Grow my own herbs — Go kayaking — Be conversational in French & Arabic — Go berry picking — Take up dancing again — Ride a horse again — High Tea for no reason — Start a savings account — Champagne Thursday, make it a tradition — Learn to use my camera — Girly retreat — Invent a cocktail — Go a week without my phone — Make Ice Cream from scratch — Finish up or forget all my unfinished projects — Throw 10 parties  |  Family Dinner Party  |  Chick Flick Bonanza — Get a moquito net for over the bed — Put up my fairy lights again — Accept a belly dancers invitation to dance at Caravanserai but know my limits; limbo always ends badly — Read the poetry of other countries — Be a right bitch about something — Walk barefoot in a park — Go to the theatre, ballet and/or opera — Use the good tea set.

This is the plan thus far. Feel free to comment or let me know your own lists.