Honestly, I’m not great at New Years. I don’t much like big parties, and even less if I’m not at them (neighbours, etc). I like to run away - far away - to the frozen north and just mellow for a bit.

So this evening, far from the maddening crowd, I’m going to sit on the sofa and drink Baileys by a peat fire, watching classic movies, glancing out of the window occasionally in case the northern lights are playing out on the horizon again, as they were earlier this week.

See you on the other side.

Oh, and don’t forget to submit your mayfly project entry. This time around we’re asking people to sum up their 2005 in just 24 words - one for each hour of a mayfly’s existence.

Photos, words, links and possibly a redesign (out with the old, in with the new and all that) when I return…

Bliadhna mhath ùr