You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear, according to folk wisdom, but honestly, why would you even try? You can't make an egg sandwich out of two truck tires and a giraffe, but no-one feels the need to point that out a daily basis. On the other hand, you can take something that superficially looks less than promising, and with a combination of hard work, good luck and inherited wealth turn it into a thing of beauty; a masterpiece of functional profitability. You can, but we didn't.
2015 was the year that began as a potential silk purse, but then took a wrong turn into the sow's ear aisle of the supermarket of life, and stayed there until the ears were well past their sell by dates. At that point, it joined them in a dumpster filled to the brim with rotting sows ears, together with heaps of sheep's eyes and the special parts of man cows that nobody wants to eat. Not even the Scottish. From there it was a short slide to the landfill of hope, where it was consigned to oblivion among mounds of seeping filth, toxic metallic sludge and broken records. Yes, just like this one!
We are, of course, looking forward to a superb 2016, but we'll be finishing this year off with a well earned week at the sanatorium. Thanks for all your orders, patience and faith this year - next year will be better!