January, Get Thee Behind Me...

So. Here you are, January, you bloated Monday of a month.

Not wishing to open 2012 on too dour a note, but  this drear January business should be addressed front and centre. January blows. It blows at an Olympic standard (a fitting standard, give all that pish happening in London this coming summer). January is dark mornings, near-perpetual cloud-piss and a full twelve-monther before the too-recently departed midwinter jollity is renewed.

The best we can expect is that it slips by us quickly, or that it snows. Snow is the great absolver of the dull months. A welcome imposition of pure beauty on the flat bleak English winter. Something about the turn of the year leeches the romance from the season. From here it's slog, possibly slush, until Spring shows up.

I, for my part, have some projects - both new and much delayed ones - which may raise a chuckle. Top of the increasingly guilt-inducing List of The Unfinished is the second series of A Disappointment. I've been extended a genuinely humbling degree of goodwill for that first series, and I would love to repay that goodwill by besting those first episodes. Work began last summer on this, in the form of decreasingly legible / comprehensible notes. There are a few new characters on the way. Many things people have liked are in the bin. Much still remains to be pulled out of my arse at the last minute, in the time-honoured fashion. What is certain is that this series will be the last. And that it will contain Evil Bullseye.

I owe some good friends across The Pond a fairytale, too. And I have been quietly chipping away. That's their's to tell you about, though.

Something that is actually, actively, an actual active thing, however, is Series 2 of the award-dodging Soldiers of Tangent with the inimitable, and weapons-grade-awesome, Mr Marty Perrett. It's a dream show, for a lazy bugger like what I am. We do no prep. There's not a great deal of editing. We just turn up on Skype, and talk in spiralling nonsenses until I have to help put Leela to bed. Episode One of this second run is out now, with the second appearing when we feel the urge, which may well be soon. It's a lot of fun. Listen below:

There are a few other bits and pieces looking likely for the next year. I may also find time to eat cakes.

Oh and some bears did a Xmas podcast as well. Using my gear... cheeky...

Anyway, January-miff aside, a Happy New Year to everyone. 2011 contained one highlight of life changing magnitude - the birth of my impossibly wonderful daughter Leela Rose. 2012 will, frankly, have to shit diamonds to beat that.