It’s the start of the human New Year and slowly the house is getting back to normal after the Krissmas craziness. All the cards and lights are down and packed in the box for next year. I was very entertained watching my humans taking down the lights from the trees in the front garden. It was a bit like me trying to untangle some of the She-Human’s nitting wool when I have been practicing my best killer moves on it. The humans have been in a festive mood because the She-Human has passed her Masters degree in Ee-Yew polyticks and is now an official master of political science. I am doing my best to look suitably impressed. ‘Monty’ she says to me ‘ I never thought in a million years that I would get a Master of Science. Arts, yes, laws, yes, but science, no’. She will be off to the Yewniversity to pick up her certiffycate. Apparently there is a thing called a graduayshun and this is a big deal for humans who have been to yewniversity.

The He-Human is not very good at celebrations and by the time New Year comes he has had more jollity than he can cope with, so he retires to bed at about 9pm on New Year’s Eve. The She-Human had other ideas and decided to stay awake to see in the New Year. She got out her little Eye-Pad and grabbed me as I was sleeping on the bed. I had to watch some crazy human behaviour when the clock of the Houses of Parliament (the human pollyticks house in Lundun) started to ring. In the middle of the night too! The Mayor of Lundun, Saddiq Khan had put on a very good show of fireworks and said he had chosen some of the music. The She Human was very happy when the music played ‘Things can only get better’ – She is attached to that song because it reminds her of the Labour Party won an election back well before I was born. (From my point of view, that song is the one they play when Rishy Sunak stands in the rain – can someone explain?).

So it’s goodbye to 2024. It’s been a mixed year for most of us, but from the She Human’s point of view with a Labour landslide and a shiny new M.Sc. it was a good year for her.

I wonder what 2025 will bring in on the pollytickal front? – judging from some of the insanity I have heard on the teevee the past couple of days, it looks like it’s going to be a real humdinger of a year. Faces to watch? The Ginny Pig man is back and he has a new friend called Space Karen, who is very rich, which is just as well, because I hear that he has an expensive drug habit to fund. The pollyticks coming out of the Yewnited States are going to be batso, even by their standards and unfortunately the Yew-Kay humans (according to the She-Human) have not got the good sense to be grateful for a competent, progressive Prime Minister unlike all the wing nut crazies that other countries are daft enough to elect. I will have to keep a careful eye on British pollyticks too.

Monty