I love a list. I always have a list at the weekend; the first thing I do after my usual bowl of cornflakes with fresh fruit and yogurt (unless it’s a Sunday when I have a bowl of Jordans strawberry Country Crisp), is think about what I want to get done that day and/or over the weekend.
Then there’s my weekday list which is quite different from the weekend one, I may even start a supplementary list after I’ve arrived at work and often resort to post-it notes for the really important stuff.
The last week of November and I finally succumbed to my sons’ insistence that Christmas was indeed very near. Their excitement generally starts from around October with a few short references to the festive season but by Guy Fawkes they move up a gear. I’m no Grinch but I do ignore their mutterings until 1 December when I open the first door on my Advent Calendar which usually brings just a small sigh of disappointment
Did you see it? Well you missed a spectacular performance if you didn’t. I’m talking of Monmouth of course, that incredible production that engulfed the Marine Theatre in more ways than one over the past week or so. The reviews
There are thought to be around 15.2 million people in the UK who volunteer once a month which is staggering, but it’s only when you tot up their value that you realise just how essential they are to the success