That Was The Year That Was 2013

A year has passed and I’m just a bit closer to claiming my pension.  Only another 30 years to go.  Top Christmas presents included Colin the carrot shaped vegetable scrubber, with whom I’m having a glass of bubbly with, and an egg timer shaped like a pig.  As yet, the pig-timer remains unnamed.  Time seems to have whizzed by but when I look back, I've packed in a lot. 
I brought out two novels.  An early one that I rewrote: The Little Camera and the much called f...