Every neighbourhood needs one of these, I think. It says it’s a Resolution Tree. I have no idea when it sprang up, but I do know that it wasn’t like this in the early hours of 2012 when we tottered past on our way home from a fabulous fancy dress party organised by my brilliantly inventive friend, Penny.
But there it was this morning, luggage labels flapping in the breeze like the flags on the SS Great Britain (which is no so very far away). I stopped to read one or two of the resolutions, some of which were surprisingly graphic descriptions of things the authors wished to take up, others, like these two, were rather sweet and endearing.
Some seemed predictable enough, until I took a closer look …
I thought the last bit read “work less”, but it doesn’t does it? Anyway, it left me wondering what my resolutions should be. I didn’t make any last year, just a long To Do list.
NB: Any local readers who want to fill in a resolution tag will find the tree at the bottom of Nine Tree Hill, next to Sofa Riot (now closed) and opposite Cafe Kino.