I still cast my mind back to June and remember how genuinely horrible it was during the whole EU referendum. It became impossible to even listen to pop music on the radio without hearing the hourly news bulletins that would neutrally inform you of the latest racist or xenophobic outburst from the Leave campaign. Even without that it was just week after week of people yelling lies at each other from all directions. Really, really awful stuff. In the end I just had a news blackout for the whole month, fired up spotify and busied myself with DIYchores around the flat. Apart from Sunday evening Tatort (a downbeat and occasionally not completely awful German detective procedural) I only broke the TV and radio embargo just before I went to bed as the vote counting started. When the result became clear I was shocked and then shocked that I was so shocked. It had never occurred to me that I was so attached to feeling European. Brexit seemed to cut to the core of who I am much more than it threatens my plans.
Blogging about Brexit has been a total revelation. It's given me a (completely false) sense of control over the situation. Even if that is totally misguided it has made me feel so much better. It wouldn't be the same without everyone who has stopped by to read my witterings, comment on them or even share them on something called twitter (being a middle-aged loser, I still don't fully understand Friendface or whatever it's called). Anyway, a massive Christmas thank you to everyone who stopped by but especially to Tris from Munguins Republic. Thank you!
Frohe Weihnachten und ein glückliches neues Jahr to everyone who stopped by. I'll be back in January for more witterings, pop videos with semi-appropriate song title, wild speculation, updates on the emotional Brexitcoaster, and Euro facts. To play out 2016 here's one of my favourite songs of all time. It has nothing to do with Christmas or Brexit but it never fails to bring a smile to my face. What more do you want than a French singer wailing in German and then translating into English for the call back? Wait, you do want more? Grrr, some people. Get your dancing shoes on and simply enjoy the best German/French musical partnership ever.
Over and out,
PS RIP Colonel Abrams.