OPENER / ANDREW TUCK
Peace of mind
While all the focus is on the joys of Christmas Day (or Eve, depending where you reside in the globe) or having a knees-up on New Year’s Eve (restrictions permitting), perhaps the best part of this time of year starts today. You know that it’s true: the bit between those two big days can be the most rewarding. Even in our overconnected world, even with a bit too much news swirling, these are days when people desist from rattling out the emails and when you can hopefuly, finally, take stock. It’s a time to start thinking about what you want to kick into play when this year flickers and fades, and a new one arises on the horizon. And you’re not expected to be sporting a party hat.
For many, this clearing in the forest of seasonal events is going to be particularly important in 2020. Look, it’s not my job to give you a pep talk but I will anyway. If you have made it to here, then well done. If you have taken some knocks and are still standing, double well done. This year has been a challenge and, although many of us have friends and contacts who have seemingly sailed through the choppy seas with ease, others have not – jobs lost, careers derailed. Yet even they seem reluctant to give themselves a break; to acknowledge how difficult, how painful, how plain weird this period of their lives has been. Feeling a bit exhausted? Really, that’s not surprising. This is a year that people will be talking about for a long time. That’s a chunk of history you have just played your part in.
When I was growing up, Boxing Day was always reserved for a drive to the blustery coast. Before we headed off, flasks would be filled with soup, and chunks of bread were filled with the leftover turkey. Sometimes the weather would be so miserable that the entire picnic was consumed in the car. Windows steamed up. Rain lashed the roof. But usually there was a break in the clouds and we would walk – always further than me and my sister thought was appropriate for our age (there might have been some moaning at the back of the pack). It was the start of a reset. And now, years later, I still love this day. If it involves dogs, wellingtons and a muddy hike to a pub, all the better. It’s a day that needs a hike of some variety in the mix.
At Monocle we try to leave each other alone (while secretly thinking up numerous projects for when we return that will keep everyone busy). We allow this resetting to happen out of sight. The fuel tanks need to be edged back to full. When you glance at your email inbox during the first few days after Christmas you actually wonder if the server is down – you press refresh a few times on your phone before realising that actually you don’t have hundreds of unanswered missives. Although this year the news team have been kept busy throughout.
We all need a break. Your mind starts working with refreshed clarity. Lists are made – for me it’s stories to cover, projects to start (and finally finish). And personal lists are made too – even now, you can dream a bit in this quiet valley of December. This year the lists of dreams and ambitions for 2021 might be longer than usual after so much was put on hold in recent months. But before you get too carried away with the planning, these are also the days for enjoying some calm and giving yourself an almighty pat on the back. It has been a mad year.