Predictions 2022.

That Day We reach the time when I assess how well I predicted the ups and downs of the year and look forward to the next. Here we go again:

The Sugababes release an album of new material.

Well, fucking hell, they did.  If otherwise mostly unheard material recorded about ten years ago counts.  Which it obviously does.  One mark.

More Doctor Who episodes found.

Hell no.  No points.

General election called, Tories lose power.

Ha Ha Ha Ha.  No marks.

Spider-Man film starring Andrew Garfield announced.

It's Sony, what was I expecting?  Zero.

COVID miraculously disappears, everything returns to normal.

Walking around, taking the bus, using public transport, you would think this was the case.  But according to the England dashboard, nearly 37,000 people tested positive in the past week,  just over 508 died and 7000 odd were admitted to hospital.  Which are nowhere near pandemic peak, but still an indication of a lot of misery happening due to the virus.  No points at all.

1/5 which is back to the usual average.

Because I'm in a lazy mood, let's just repeat most of the predictions again.

The Sugababes release an album of new material.

More Doctor Who episodes found.

General election called, Tories lose power.

Spider-Man film starring Andrew Garfield announced.

New old Shakespeare play canonised.

The first four still feel plausible.  

Having caught up on old material the Sugababes could release new material this year.  

It's the 60th anniversary which seems the perfect moment to reveal new finds.  

The Tories have to go this year, surely?  

Sony will probably need an anchor for their version of the Spiderverse and who better and the ever popular Andrew Garfield.  

The other is just a hardy perennial which again feels plausible.  I guess this will be measured if a previously anonymous play is published with Shakespeare's name on the front or performed in one of the great theatres of the world.

Happy New Year!

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