This is traditionally the time of year when I have a sudden urge to ditch PEI and run away to Lamu. Too much cold, wind, rain, and no sign of improvement for seven months.
Let’s look back.
In 2002, I was railing on about the Capital Commission again.
In 2000, it was all about I’ll Be Seeing You. That is my favourite of the pieces I’ve produced for radio.
And in 1999 it was poems about snowflakes.
Before then, darkness.