goodbyeeeee

All good things must come to an end.

No doubt as you sit and read this for the majority of you Christmas is now a distant memory.

You’re either contemplating when to take the decorations down or have already done it and if you haven’t already returned the spectre of work is looming on the horizon as the time for jollity and festivities is over as soon as it started and the New Year stretches out long in front of you.

The chime of Big Ben to welcome 2018 will have heralded in a new start or changes to some lives and for me it is no different , for dear readers after careful consideration I’ve decided it’s time for this Girl from the neck down to move on.

You’ve been reading my musings and ramblings on everyday life for just over 4 years now.

I’ve covered many a subject in my own inimitable way, sometimes with a serious edge and sometimes with an acerbic wit that’s like honey laced with arsenic.

Topics of inspiration have ranged from The Tampon tax to Thomas Waghorn and his penchant for sporting a splendid cone shaped titfer.

You’ve followed changes in my own life, my long drawn out attempt to finally get myself out on four wheels which culminated in me finally passing my test in 2017 and my slimming world journey that’s still ongoing after hitting a bit of a plateau during the colder seasons .

The little boys I’m proud to call my sons are now strapping almost 6 foot young men studying hard for their g.c.s.es and thinking about which career path they’ll choose to follow.

And as you will be aware if you’d followed my column from the start I’ve gone from being a cleaner scrubbing the toilets of my children’s school to combining my work life with one of my favourite past times by becoming deputy manager of a charity shop.

And that is part of the reason behind why I’ve decided that 2018 is time to rip it up and start again, it’s time to dedicate a bit more of my time to things that have maybe been a bit neglected over the last couple of years as I’ve racked my brains or drawn inspiration from the oddest things at times to come up with things to brighten up your Monday mornings.

Have no fear though this won’t be the end for my writing career, I’ll still crack on with it; it’ll just be at a more relaxed pace without a deadline to meet.

So there are just a few things left to say before I draw this column to its conclusion infinite and I have to sneak off dabbing at my eyes gently with a tissue as “ time to say goodbye “ pipes through the sound system and the curtains close around this special part of my life.

Thank you to Bob , former editor of the Messenger for giving me the opportunity to share my interesting takes on things going on in the world and helping me prove to myself and others that i wasn’t just a bored housewife with no opinion .

Thanks to the Messenger for going along with the subjects of my columns every fortnight, even the more eclectic compositions.

And finally thanks to you, the readers, without whom I would think I was just blithering away to nobody if you hadn’t made a point of coming to tell me what you thought of my latest scribing.

So take care everybody and hope 2018 brings everything you ever wanted.

Goodbye and good luck and thank you for reading.

Love

Nina x