It’s 4pm on a gloomy and wet New Year’s Eve. As I looked out the window just now the slashing rain had stopped and there was a brighter hue detectable in the sky and little pink lights on the cranes on the horizon. I saw the word HOPE emblazoned on the bridge – and it did give me hope. 2017 was good for me in many ways but distressing and depressing when I think about world conflicts and the suffering of so many people. I despair at our inept and manipulative political leaders. But I’m also a believer in the potential for change and the power of people to influence things for the better. So here’s hoping for a better 2018 for all.