21st Century Man.
The decorations - tinsel and streamers - are taken down, folded & rolled-up, and shoved in a box until next year.
Our smiles can be dropped - our faces once again become serious.
This year I never felt anything - nothing spiritual touched me.
One moment in the middle of the town, walking south towards the old Woolworth's building, I looked up to the sky, a grey sky with clouds that scuddered across: greys and whites and all colours in between.
A monochrome sky.
A sky from the s