If only this were a New Year's Resolution.
"What? To become a kite-dude like this one? Let's hope someone has a decent camera if you do."
No. Any such resolution would be doomed.
Simply to write this blog again.
"That way lies ruin. It's writing for pleasure, about the things you love, and doesn't make any money."
I know. But money isn't everything.
"But it pays the mortgage, and the bills, and enables you to buy Coconut water when you're in Morrison's, if they have it, which can't be guaranteed."
That's what's so frustrating about life. The absence of guaranteed Coconut water.
"Why don't you write about it?"
The author aims to write about Coconut water in 2016 but is currently recovering from paddling out - in a virtual sense - at the unruly left-hander below.