A fuller year as I can remember, rather than an Annus Horribilis... That is what her late Majesty Queen Elizabeth II described 2002 and ten years before in 1992 respectively.
Firsts and lasts in any year need to be remembered if they were not recorded, and 2022 was no exception: "Out with the old and in with the new, welcome one and all to Twenty Twenty-Two", I personally exclaimed to myself in the opening seconds of New Year's Day 2022; a pony glass of Tesco brand sherry in one hand, an unbuttered cream cracker from the biscuits for cheese selection in the other, whilst having at least one eye on Big Ben on a very loud BBC One, garlanded by colourful fireworks in the background (at least five seconds out as it was Sky Digital), and also knowing that such a rhyme would only work once a decade.
The start of any year allows for optimism and positiveness, until Blue Monday comes around a couple of weeks later - December is for looking back and January is for looking ahead, and it just takes one second to convert. It would have been the "Year of Love", as I also optimistically announced, assuming that "this year" would be the one when I met that special person, although any "Love" to be found was well incognito to my own vision.
So what about 2022, then? Coronavirus was still around, although mild compared to its 2020 debut. The frequently parodied Downing Street press briefings seemed to no longer to be shown on terrestrial TV; perhaps another piece of optimism that we were close to the light at the end of the tunnel. I no longer wore a face mask in public, although I still carry one in my bag - I haven't worn it at all this year.
Does anyone remember the 1980s? If so, we are in the right place: a decade where the monarch and even the Prime Minister remained the same throughout. The "three in one year" concept happened with our Monarch in 1936; UK Parliaments in 1974; pontiffs in the Vatican in 1978 in which I was one of very few people to have been born when "in-between" pontiff Pope John Paul I (and not II) was the incumbent; and now we can add UK Prime Ministers in 2022.
Hasn't 2022 been an extraordinary year? More things had happened in the final four months than in a couple of decades! Any news review of 2022 would be heavily biased towards September and October in that year, especially September, but there have been other things happening as well. Russia has had prominence what with Putin's war with Ukraine; the former country being banned from competing in the Eurovision Song Contest, and the latter winning, and giving their 12 points to Sam Ryder's Spaceman. And now we (or Liverpool at least) will be hosting the contest next year. I was even thinking about packing it in after 2021's effort. In addition to Ryder, I also endorsed the Australian Eurovision entrant as he has Asperger Syndrome, and that is who I voted for on the night via the telephone.
Staying in Russia (or USSR), Putin's predecessor Mikhail Gorbachev had died on my birthday - I was staying in Bristol after seeing Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour [sic] Dreamcoat at the Hippodrome. After the show, and getting some food sides from a local Domino's Pizza, I walked back to the Premier Inn room that I was staying in, and found out about it on the BBC's Ten O'clock News just before having a bath. Ironic that he died in the same year when one of his successors was "up to no good".
I have never visited Southend-on-Sea (I was thinking about visiting there in 2020, but Mr Covid said "no" to that). My thoughts have been with the people of that coastal town since the killing of the late Sir David Amess. First of all, I am glad that his successor Anna Firth had been chosen in a by-election, and secondly, I am relieved that Amess' killer Ali Harbi Ali had been found guilty in the Crown Court on Monday 11th April. I also congratulate the town for becoming City status. On the day that his killer found guilty, I asked my Alexa who the Member of Parliament for Southend West was, and she insisted that Sir David was still alive. And I congratulate the Cliffs Pavilion theatre for having Ashley Banjo and Diversity star in their Snow White pantomime - a great end to Southend's hectic year.
The Platinum Jubilee was a great "swansong" to the late Queen Elizabeth II's final few months' reign - it is quite sad that she did in her Platinum Jubilee year. I was planning to do something special during the first week in June but ill health made me stay at home. Despite in a bit of pain, I did enjoy the BBC's coverage and Kristy Young interviewing people, not to mention the Party at the Palace on the Saturday night, and the Pageant on the Sunday afternoon. The "marmalade sandwich in a handbag" sketch with Paddington Bear was the definitive part of the celebrations. And the appearance on the balcony... a masterpiece.
I didn't want Boris Johnson to have become Prime Minister in the first place, due to Brexit and all that, and so it was almost a relief that he had to stand down in July after several cabinet ministers resigned in protest. On 6th July I travelled to see the matinee of Chicago at the Lyceum in Sheffield and got the PMS on Radio 5 Live travelling there. I knew that Johnson's Premiership was living on borrowed time and that he would have bowed down within the next few days. The day that he left Downing Street had been a couple of years too late to be honest, and the Covid situation was a testing point.
In came Liz Truss, the third female UK Prime Minister, the first since Churchill to serve under two monarchs, and the shortest serving PM since George Canning. Rishi Sunak should have got the job in September. Truss was incompatible in what we have at the moment of a Cost of Living crisis and a recession coming up. It was a relief when she tendered her resignation to be honest, and Sunak was her successor. I think that we needed a General Election. No doubt that the lettuce that the Daily Star got excited about when it "outlived" Truss' Premiership would have probably made a better Downing Street incumbent in itself.
Until that happens, Rishi Sunak will hopefully provide the "bridge" between now and the next General Election whenever that will be. Sunak was the first Asian-decent Prime Minister to set foot into Downing Street, and more personally, I can say that for the first time, I am now older than the Prime Minister, although it was bound to happen at some point in the future. It's nice that the start of his Premiership coincided with Diwali.
And then, September 2022 where more things happened in one month than in more than a couple of decades. "Hello Liz, Goodbye Liz" was the name of the game. While Liz Truss settled herself in her new job as (what was to be, a mere temporary) Prime Minister, first of all having to travel all the way to Balmoral in the north of Scotland to meet a very frail 96 year old Elizabeth II. I was even shocked to see how frail Her Majesty was in the published pictures - I know she did look like an elderly lady for over 20 years, but even when Truss met her, I was so shocked. Funnily enough, I thought to myself that: "Liz Truss will be the final Prime Minister of Queen Elizabeth II's reign", and I was right.
Indeed, Margaret Thatcher was the late Queen's most average Prime Minister from an age perspective; her oldest born PM was Churchill in 1874, and her youngest was Liz Truss in 1975, making 1925, being the year of Thatcher's birth, and more or less average birth year of a Prime Minister. Thatcher was the eighth Prime Minister out of 15, and was closest to the most average in birth years, as well as the point in her reign. And yes, 1987 was the halfway point - Sunday 24th May 1987 to be honest. And Rishi Sunak became the first UK Prime Minister since Clement Atlee not to have served under Elizabeth II.
Thursday 8th September 2022 felt to me like an ordinary day to begin with - then just before 1.00 pm I saw that BBC One had an extended One O'clock News as a concern for the Queen's health. It didn't end at 1.30 pm, but carried on and on throughout the afternoon. At around 3.00 pm, it made me think that something has happened and one should be prepared for it - I just new in the back of my mind what was to happen, and I knew that she wasn't 21 any more.
It was still a shock when Huw Edwards announced the news on BBC One just after 6.30 pm (although it actually happened at 3.10 pm); I bet that Edwards will get some nomination like a knighthood or something for the "right place, right time" duty of when the news came through. Even Hollyoaks was interrupted on Channel 4 for the news.
Just like lots of others, I was dumbfounded, similar to the moment when the news of the Queen Mother's was announced on the day between Good Friday and Easter in 2002. Huw Edwards made television history for being there when the news broke about the Queen's death. It's a bit like having a General Election and the Prime Minister has lost their seat as an MP - it's almost like that; a (or an) historic event has happened, almost "once in a lifetime". She had reigned for 25,782 days, and had passed away on the 25,783rd day of her reign.
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Firsts and lasts in any year need to be remembered if they were not recorded, and 2022 was no exception: "Out with the old and in with the new, welcome one and all to Twenty Twenty-Two", I personally exclaimed to myself in the opening seconds of New Year's Day 2022; a pony glass of Tesco brand sherry in one hand, an unbuttered cream cracker from the biscuits for cheese selection in the other, whilst having at least one eye on Big Ben on a very loud BBC One, garlanded by colourful fireworks in the background (at least five seconds out as it was Sky Digital), and also knowing that such a rhyme would only work once a decade.
The start of any year allows for optimism and positiveness, until Blue Monday comes around a couple of weeks later - December is for looking back and January is for looking ahead, and it just takes one second to convert. It would have been the "Year of Love", as I also optimistically announced, assuming that "this year" would be the one when I met that special person, although any "Love" to be found was well incognito to my own vision.
So what about 2022, then? Coronavirus was still around, although mild compared to its 2020 debut. The frequently parodied Downing Street press briefings seemed to no longer to be shown on terrestrial TV; perhaps another piece of optimism that we were close to the light at the end of the tunnel. I no longer wore a face mask in public, although I still carry one in my bag - I haven't worn it at all this year.
Does anyone remember the 1980s? If so, we are in the right place: a decade where the monarch and even the Prime Minister remained the same throughout. The "three in one year" concept happened with our Monarch in 1936; UK Parliaments in 1974; pontiffs in the Vatican in 1978 in which I was one of very few people to have been born when "in-between" pontiff Pope John Paul I (and not II) was the incumbent; and now we can add UK Prime Ministers in 2022.
Hasn't 2022 been an extraordinary year? More things had happened in the final four months than in a couple of decades! Any news review of 2022 would be heavily biased towards September and October in that year, especially September, but there have been other things happening as well. Russia has had prominence what with Putin's war with Ukraine; the former country being banned from competing in the Eurovision Song Contest, and the latter winning, and giving their 12 points to Sam Ryder's Spaceman. And now we (or Liverpool at least) will be hosting the contest next year. I was even thinking about packing it in after 2021's effort. In addition to Ryder, I also endorsed the Australian Eurovision entrant as he has Asperger Syndrome, and that is who I voted for on the night via the telephone.
Staying in Russia (or USSR), Putin's predecessor Mikhail Gorbachev had died on my birthday - I was staying in Bristol after seeing Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour [sic] Dreamcoat at the Hippodrome. After the show, and getting some food sides from a local Domino's Pizza, I walked back to the Premier Inn room that I was staying in, and found out about it on the BBC's Ten O'clock News just before having a bath. Ironic that he died in the same year when one of his successors was "up to no good".
I have never visited Southend-on-Sea (I was thinking about visiting there in 2020, but Mr Covid said "no" to that). My thoughts have been with the people of that coastal town since the killing of the late Sir David Amess. First of all, I am glad that his successor Anna Firth had been chosen in a by-election, and secondly, I am relieved that Amess' killer Ali Harbi Ali had been found guilty in the Crown Court on Monday 11th April. I also congratulate the town for becoming City status. On the day that his killer found guilty, I asked my Alexa who the Member of Parliament for Southend West was, and she insisted that Sir David was still alive. And I congratulate the Cliffs Pavilion theatre for having Ashley Banjo and Diversity star in their Snow White pantomime - a great end to Southend's hectic year.
The Platinum Jubilee was a great "swansong" to the late Queen Elizabeth II's final few months' reign - it is quite sad that she did in her Platinum Jubilee year. I was planning to do something special during the first week in June but ill health made me stay at home. Despite in a bit of pain, I did enjoy the BBC's coverage and Kristy Young interviewing people, not to mention the Party at the Palace on the Saturday night, and the Pageant on the Sunday afternoon. The "marmalade sandwich in a handbag" sketch with Paddington Bear was the definitive part of the celebrations. And the appearance on the balcony... a masterpiece.
I didn't want Boris Johnson to have become Prime Minister in the first place, due to Brexit and all that, and so it was almost a relief that he had to stand down in July after several cabinet ministers resigned in protest. On 6th July I travelled to see the matinee of Chicago at the Lyceum in Sheffield and got the PMS on Radio 5 Live travelling there. I knew that Johnson's Premiership was living on borrowed time and that he would have bowed down within the next few days. The day that he left Downing Street had been a couple of years too late to be honest, and the Covid situation was a testing point.
In came Liz Truss, the third female UK Prime Minister, the first since Churchill to serve under two monarchs, and the shortest serving PM since George Canning. Rishi Sunak should have got the job in September. Truss was incompatible in what we have at the moment of a Cost of Living crisis and a recession coming up. It was a relief when she tendered her resignation to be honest, and Sunak was her successor. I think that we needed a General Election. No doubt that the lettuce that the Daily Star got excited about when it "outlived" Truss' Premiership would have probably made a better Downing Street incumbent in itself.
Until that happens, Rishi Sunak will hopefully provide the "bridge" between now and the next General Election whenever that will be. Sunak was the first Asian-decent Prime Minister to set foot into Downing Street, and more personally, I can say that for the first time, I am now older than the Prime Minister, although it was bound to happen at some point in the future. It's nice that the start of his Premiership coincided with Diwali.
And then, September 2022 where more things happened in one month than in more than a couple of decades. "Hello Liz, Goodbye Liz" was the name of the game. While Liz Truss settled herself in her new job as (what was to be, a mere temporary) Prime Minister, first of all having to travel all the way to Balmoral in the north of Scotland to meet a very frail 96 year old Elizabeth II. I was even shocked to see how frail Her Majesty was in the published pictures - I know she did look like an elderly lady for over 20 years, but even when Truss met her, I was so shocked. Funnily enough, I thought to myself that: "Liz Truss will be the final Prime Minister of Queen Elizabeth II's reign", and I was right.
Indeed, Margaret Thatcher was the late Queen's most average Prime Minister from an age perspective; her oldest born PM was Churchill in 1874, and her youngest was Liz Truss in 1975, making 1925, being the year of Thatcher's birth, and more or less average birth year of a Prime Minister. Thatcher was the eighth Prime Minister out of 15, and was closest to the most average in birth years, as well as the point in her reign. And yes, 1987 was the halfway point - Sunday 24th May 1987 to be honest. And Rishi Sunak became the first UK Prime Minister since Clement Atlee not to have served under Elizabeth II.
Thursday 8th September 2022 felt to me like an ordinary day to begin with - then just before 1.00 pm I saw that BBC One had an extended One O'clock News as a concern for the Queen's health. It didn't end at 1.30 pm, but carried on and on throughout the afternoon. At around 3.00 pm, it made me think that something has happened and one should be prepared for it - I just new in the back of my mind what was to happen, and I knew that she wasn't 21 any more.
It was still a shock when Huw Edwards announced the news on BBC One just after 6.30 pm (although it actually happened at 3.10 pm); I bet that Edwards will get some nomination like a knighthood or something for the "right place, right time" duty of when the news came through. Even Hollyoaks was interrupted on Channel 4 for the news.
Just like lots of others, I was dumbfounded, similar to the moment when the news of the Queen Mother's was announced on the day between Good Friday and Easter in 2002. Huw Edwards made television history for being there when the news broke about the Queen's death. It's a bit like having a General Election and the Prime Minister has lost their seat as an MP - it's almost like that; a (or an) historic event has happened, almost "once in a lifetime". She had reigned for 25,782 days, and had passed away on the 25,783rd day of her reign.
(Continued...)
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