‘Twas the month of December when it suddenly dawned,
That insidious notion: another year gone.
And thus to the interweb we scurried all a bumble,
To post many pics (have a bit of a mumble).
And yet, as years go, it treated us well.
Consider: only in balmiest beauty did we dwell.
We met lots of people, too many to remember,
And that was just in the month of December.
So here are the photos, in time-honoured dollop;
Proof that life is too short to be lived as polyp.
