I heard a snippet of conversation in the supermarket queue several days ago. A friend wished another friend a happy new year. The friend responded with a similar wish in return, and then added “But I’m quite worried. Twenty thirteen doesn’t sound like a very lucky number.”
Now of all the things I worry might portend a hard year ahead, the fact that it ends with the number 13 is not one of them.
So my new years wish this year is that the very worst thing that happens to anyone who is reading this is that the year has a superstitiously unfortunate number.