
January often heralds a couple of weeks of absent mindedly getting the year wrong, but it has been easier than usual to remember that it is not 2012 anymore. 2013 feels like an altogether more ordinary year, after the exuberance of the Olympics, as attention returns to the long slog through the economic crunch.
Yet it turns out that the national events of 2012, gently satirised as the year of the “Jubilympics”, do not represent the main sources of national pride in Britain.