With one eye on the speedo and the other in the rear view mirror I am watching the year fly past with my usual mounting sense of panic. It would appear that what the old folks said was indeed true that as each year becomes a lesser proportion of your life so the apparent length shortens. How I will manage to fit everything in has become the obsession and despite getting more experienced at what I do, the jobs expand to accurately fill all of the available time. The compensation is that there is a sense that what we are doing will turn out to be worthwhile which leads in a way to what has become a bit of an annual report to our main constituency. Seeing as we don’t have shareholders or employers in the usual sense of the word it is to you our customers that we ultimately have to justify our existence, as the continuation is entirely in your hands. In short it has been another busy year.