As I head off to enjoy, with a heavy cold, the Hogmanay celebrations it’s time to bring the 2007 blog to an end.
Looking back on the year one thing will rise above all other memories of 2007, the passing away of my father.
A great man who had a great send off.
Saturday past was a poignant ending to the year as we committed his ashes and closed a half open door. My Mum, all of my sisters, Jeana, Denny and James were there at a simple ceremony that was just right.
I have said much on this subject , but it can be summed up here.
The Hibees winning their first cup in 16 years was a great highlight too, but slightly marred by the aftermath and then JC’s ‘walking on water’ turning into ‘JC plays Judas’ in December.
Shame on you JC.
A full year of working for myself was very rewarding and proved I can bring the family up at the same time. That meant a lot to me.
As did my 78 on The Queens Course in November and my 78 at Ratho in August, my first ever single-figure-above-par golf round.
Amy’s Standard Grade results were outstanding and made both Jeana and I very proud, as did Tom with his pre-eminence on the golf course and Ria’s determination on the Gymnastics floor. She finally achieved that elusive bridged kick-over during the summer but was once again thwarted in her chase for a merit at her cnmpetition in November because the judges raised the bar and docked her points because her cuffs were too long.
It will happen.
Jeana’s contribution to a beautiful; Queensferry and her ability to manage the Queensferry’s non-gardening population in a rendition of Strictly Come Cat Herding was worthy of merit.
In books Joshua Ferris’, Then we came to the end was my new book of the year.
In music it had to be Robert Plant and Alison Krauss’ Raising Sand.
And my movie of the year? A tough one, but I’ll plump for Control, just edging out Atonement.
TV show of the year? UI’m tempted to go for The Secret Millionaire but the one that inspired me most was the Genius of Photography.
The greatest thing that happened to me technologically was the discovery of Flickr and the amazing avenues it opened for me.
Gig of the year was a close call between midlake at the ABC in Glasgow and Candie Payne at Cabaret Voltaire. But I have to give it to midlake because they are the greatest band on earth right now (including Arcade Fire) and I saw them.
Ridiculous decision of the year undoubtedly goes top The Nobel Prize Jury who gave Al Gore the Peace Prize. Why? Great guy, great politics, great movie. Peace prize? Get real.
But awarding that free kick to Italy in the 90th minute runs it close. But that’s not just ridiculous. That’s corruption.
And my man of 2007, for several reasons, was Mike Donoghue.
Restaurant of the Year was, no question, Kismot.
Best day out was, ironically in a way because it was set amongst so much sorrow, the day Jeana and I walked to Cramond Island in a post-funeral state of exhaustion, shock and trauma to return, in a way spiritually refreshed, and to be met by Tony Delicata’s offer of a free lunch at The Cramond Brig.
Tony. That hit the spot.
Performance of the year went to my sister Jane for her rumbustious rendition of A Fairy Tale of New York at the FAT Christmas show.
Twats of the year? Mondial Insurance. Get it up Ya.
Muppets of the Year. Sky. Get it up ya. (But at least we’ve had a laugh at their expense.)
Wife of the year? Jeana Gorman.
Put it this way. I couldn’t live with me.
And so to 2008.
Terry makes a full recovery.
Terry and I share school barbie duties at St Margarets in June.
Hibees remember they are a football team now that they are a succesful business. You’re not in the dock yet Mr Petrie but there will come a point after you’ve coined in another few million in January when enough is enough. (Oh yes, and we win the Scottish Cup, but even before it starts I’m putting that one on hold for 2009.)
Tom gets down to a 14 handicap.
Tiger Woods wins the Grand Slam (I don’t care I love Tiger Woods) but Scotland also find a golfer (Mark Warren looks the only real contender.)
I win something, anything, at Dundas Park.
PT Anderson wins Best Director at The Oscars.
Amy skooshes her highers.
Ria gets a merit at Gymnastics.
Jeana realises her potential. (Or at least realises she’s realised it!)
My mum and Emily have a fantastic time in China.
Carlisle Utd get promoted to the Championship.
Boris the Spider returns to the racetrack.
I am healthy throughout.