Looking back at the year that was 2016

The only good thing about 2016 is that it ends tonight, says Suzanne Harrington. She looks back at a year of break ups, celebrity deaths – and Donald Trump.

Carrie Fisher

Oh dear god. Can we just take a moment, maybe hug a loved one, and acknowledge that we survived 2016. Allow the relief to course through us as we say goodbye to the year of the scary clown, a year that puts the bitch in obituary, a year whose epitaph can only be a collective gasp of WTF.

Humanity didn’t win any prizes in 2016 (apart from Bob Dylan, whose arrogance forbade him from acknowledging the Nobel Prize for literature). Not even a John Lewis ad could bring us back. Thank god it’s over. Or is it only just beginning?