Resolving to never again get involved with ‘NYRs’

Country Living with Francis Farragher

By now, you should have survived the various traumas of Christmas and the New Year; you should have paid up your gym membership; re-joined Weight Watchers and taken various vows as regards reducing your weekly consumption of alcohol. However, just in case you get too enthusiastic about ‘good living’, the second part of the Country Living miscellany for 2018, might just stop you in your tracks.

N is for not setting any ridiculous targets for yourself as regards as regards being Mr. or Mrs. Perfect for 2018. Just very gradually, burn off those few extra pounds that have been accumulated so assiduously over the holiday period . . . don’t get too down if the New Year’s Resolutions have only lasted about four days . . . and never, ever forget that we have passed the mid-point of darkest Winter and that brighter days lie ahead.

O is for the old and getting old generation (like myself) who occasionally slip into bouts of melancholia as we gingerly pass quite nicely decorated nursing homes with a sense of growing fear and apprehension and always notice that there’s nobody doing a walk of the nice gardens. And I know the dementia ads mean well but they also strike fear into the pit of my spine.

P is for persevering with all those little jobs that you’ve put on the long finger so many times in the past. They are normally the tasks that we don’t like pursuing such as trying to locate paperwork that’s not really lost but can’t be found without the house being turned upside down. P is also for all those plans that just never seem to happen despite all those positive pledges.

Q if for all the questions that are never replied with a straightforward and understandable answer . . . for all the quibbles we have about banks that want to operate as machine points with no humans in sight . . . and for all the quandaries in life that we face on a day-to-day basis and manage to resolve.

R is for resisting any efforts to turn me into a new man with a new body and a new outlook on the joys of life. There is a certain queasy satisfaction as one morphs quite gently from ghosts of younger times past into being a grumpy old man who can take great enjoyment and positivity from all the little negative aspects of life.

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.