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With Christmas done and dusted, Vanessa Banton contemplates the new year and what she is going to do instead of making resolutions.
With the presents opened and the leftovers slowly dying in their coffins in the fridge, the festive celebrations are rapidly coming to an end as we prepare to usher in a new year.
To my young mind growing up, New Year celebrations seemed heady and exciting. It was the one time of the year we were allowed to stay up past midnight but very rarely made it. It was a magical time when Father Time, generally depicted as an elderly bearded man with a scythe and an hourglass would revert to a baby in a nappy, symbolising the birth of a new year. Everyone would be filled with hope and excitement for what the future could bring.
