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My year in Instagram – play

So I joined Instagram this year, in case you didn’t already know. It’s one of my favourite social networks, and coming from someone who’s tweeted, oh, 42,000 times, that’s saying a lot. If you remain unconvinced, Techcrunch had a great …

Mon, Jan 2, 2012, 08:30

   

So I joined Instagram this year, in case you didn’t already know. It’s one of my favourite social networks, and coming from someone who’s tweeted, oh, 42,000 times, that’s saying a lot. If you remain unconvinced, Techcrunch had a great blog post on why Instagram is so popular.

In any case, rather than doing a serious look back at the year that’s gone – and, I’ll be honest, I’m quite glad to see the back of it, and I don’t think I’m alone on that one – I decided to give you a look into my 2011 through pictures. I’ve divided it into three categories: work, play and travel, and play comes first! If you don’t like the idea of a long, meandering, picture-heavy post, look away now

At the start of the year I moved into a new house with a new housemate, having lived alone for the latter half of 2010. These things sometimes don’t work out, but in this case it did – and he gives great photo.

(He didn’t much like the cats, so it was convenient that Dexter went missing, while Calvin went to a better life in the country. And then, eh, got run over.)

My sister had a baby, who has, since this photograph was taken, quadrupled in size. No joke.

I ate a lot of chicken.

My housemate got a new mug … (this narrative is somewhat less thrilling than I thought it would be)

This happened.

And then, this happened.

I drank a lot of coffee, and sometimes I photographed it.

I got my hair cut and turned into Miss Jean Brodie.

My friend Eoin got old …

And we all celebrated another Christmas.

On a personal note, 2011 was a year of highs and lows – but mostly highs and, in the end, an even keel. I gave up smoking (and I’m still off them) and, more importantly, I discovered I was suffering from a mild form of depression, manifesting in anxiety and a general ill-feeling. Perhaps above all, I discovered that talking about said depression, the drugs I’m on, the way I dealt with it, has helped more people than I care to list – and that, at the end of the year, I can honestly say that, for the first time in a while, I feel like I am on solid ground. And that’s saying something.

So thank you – all – for reading, tweeting, Facebooking, calling, texting, being there for me when I wanted to vent, or I wanted to photograph, or I wanted to sing or dance, or just sit on the couch and watch re-runs of Sex and the City. You know who you are.

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