Well, its Twenty Thirteen, and it will no doubt be a momentous year for all of us.
I know this because of an omen. As the first day of the year drew to a close, we were visited by a rarely seen (round my neck of the woods anyway) friend: The Tawny Owl.
Perched on the roof of the house at the back of ours, he/she was cooing for a while to get our attention, and then after quite a while, swooped off. It was a full moon too.
There you have it, proof, if any were required, that we are still busy finishing our album. Happy New Year.