ast year Razzi wrote his End of Year Address and so this year I thought I would bully my way in and write mine. As the years pass by I do find that I get more and more sentimental. Ask Chimpton, I blubber at anything these days be it films, news or just thoughts jumping around in my head. For some unknown reason I just seem to get sentimental more of the time. I actually got choked up recently when a youth stood up on a bus to give an elderly lady his seat. It was just a basic gesture of kindness and there I was holding back, maybe not the tears, but definitely the feelings and this has been happening so much more frequently recently. When it first happened I thought it was a temporary thing and that my spirits would eventually re-harden returning me to my previous toughened, cynical state. I am still waiting.