It's a new year and for me it's the year of the dreaded significant birthday.
I don't really mind turning forty but I have come to the sudden realisation that I am now actually a grown up and I have suddenly become less tolerant of things I may not previously have noticed. Loud music in shops annoys me. People texting and tweeting while having lunch with me annoys me. Ubiquitous tattoos annoy me. The superabundance of three-lettered blasphemy really annoys me.
But there's got to be more to being mature than a tendency to be cantankerous. So my quest for 2012 is to explore maturity, to grow up AND be nice about it.