Well, I managed a bit more than 35 minutes in a Cap 10b, but did not have a vintage flying year (although I did a small amount of vintage flying, in a SuperCub and also in a super Cub, enjoying the latter more than the former). Missed large chunks of the summer flying weather, was forced by circumstances too tedious to relate to sell my aircraft share (though the group still let me rent it, thanks guys), and generally got a bit ground-bound for a while.
Didn't do any courses or ratings, didn't significantly improve my aeros, still didn't read the 97,000 page GPS manual. Missed Project Propeller. Carelessly allowed self to get bounced and shot down by that Chipmunk out of Booker, again. Did fly widdershins all around London without bumping into Beelzebub as legend had predicted that I would. Did some jolly foreign flying.
Next year's plans:
Stop being rubbish at stall turns.
Keep promise to fly to visit friends near Nice.
Solo a glider.
Don't miss Project Propeller.
Think a bit more about doing an IMC.
Think long and hard about buying into a certain Cub I know of.
Oh, and this time, shoot down that Chipmunk.