I hate January. It's a month that seems to go on forever. Dark and miserable, this year it's been made worse by the world situation. As a writing exercise, to get me in the groove for working on Volume Two of Anyway Anyhow Anywhere 1979 - 2026, I thought I'd write a short poem. I've not written a poem since school. I was pretty crap at it then. However, it turned from a poem into a lengthy diatribe which I thought I'd share. It's a bit 'moon in June' in terms of rhyming but i