WELCOME to 2018. Although actually, thanks to the vagaries of magazine publishing, some of you will be reading this in the dog days of 2017, possibly even before you’ve stuffed the turkey and inhaled that first amontillado at 10am on Christmas Day.
But that is of no moment; we will assume for now that we have emerged blinking into the New Year, excited at the prospects that the next 12 months will bring. I hope you had a good New Year's Eve and that you remember as much of it as you choose to.
At the time of writing, preparations were well in hand for our celebrations. For the past few years the village has come together in the hall for a bit of a shindig.
We are lucky enough to have a group of friends in the parish who include a couple of creative types who can, for one night a year, transform a usually strip-lit, bare room into the most exclusive of party venues.
Last year's theme was Europe. This year it is the Oscars and the creatives have already fashioned a life-sized golden statue out of gold paper and who knows what, put together a film loop of classic clips, made a wall of posters and a movie quiz, sorted out comedy games and decor. Others have organised food (I’m in charge of the music; oh my days, are they in for a treat!) and all the other essentials to make the event a success.
It is fancy dress, of course (optional - but who is brave enough to opt out?) which has brought some seasonal stress into the Castle household.
To date, almost every film star suggestion I’ve put up for Mrs C has been crisply slapped down. “No, I'm not going as Cruella de Vil/ Laurel and Hardy/the princess from Shrek.”
It’s looking a lot like she will be a princess though; Leia from Star Wars. Following three moderately successful visits to the gym I am Rambo. I’ll leave that one with you.
The wonderful thing about the event is that it really does bring a small community together; 40-50 people having a bit of a hoot in the hall, getting to know each other better, putting the place to good use, mucking in with the organisation and even, slightly blearily, clearing up the next day.
However you chose to see in the New Year, whether at a fabulous party or at home with a glass of something decent and Jools Holland’s
Hootenanny, we wish you a successful, happy, healthy and prosperous 2018.
Dominic Castle Editor, EDP Norfolk Magazine 01603 772758 / 07725 201153 email@example.com