Hah-pee noo yeyhr
We live next door to a pub - more or less. So of course we walked 40 minutes into and then out of town for new year.
It was ticket-only night at the pub, so we didn’t get there until 11 when it was already full and VERY LOUD. I did all the pre-requisite texting half an hour early before the network collapsed and then the bar closed.
Hmmm… a licensing something or other. Or something.
Anyhow, it was fun. I spent all night talking to Bryce, and they did re-open the bar at ten past the new year. The lead in was a complete farce, though. They decided to do a minute’s silence for the people who died in the Asian tsunami. a nice idea, but not when you’re in the middle of some bizarre disco that lead you to sandwich it between Steps and a high energy Auld Langs Eyne megamix. As such it was just a minute of butch girls asking why the music had stopped and limp-wristed camp things squealing ’shut up’.
There’d have been less noise if they’d just carried on with the music.
Still, we got home safely, having swerved around at least five piles of vomit between Mrs Cod and the train station. Loads of police out on parade, looking distinctly bored, standing there sober while everyone else was throwing up around their ankles.
It took forever to get back, so today wasn’t much of a muchness, but I did get up and bake bircuits, although they weren’t as good as the ones I did for Christmas. They’ve turned out a bit too toffee-ish.
The new-year’s-eve-eve wedding went very well, and by now Helen and Mike should be in Australia, which of course meant they missed New Year. Or perhaps had it in the air somewhere above Italy. And then, of course, skipped back to 2004 when they got to China, which doesn’t celebrate New Year until the end of January or the beginning of February, depending on the moon.
It was all very rustic and barn-like, with vegetarian sausages (and meat sausages for the meat eaters) for dinner. That seems to be becoming the default for weddings (from my extensive experience of two whole weddings in a row).
And now it’s 2005. Which means I’ll be writing 2004 on papers and cheques for the next two months. No resolutions, because of course they’ll never happen. But. There are some things I want to do this year. I’m going to plan one thing at a time - not a whole year’s worth, so the first one on the list is to go and watch the local team play ice hockey.
Number 0.5 is to find our what they’re called.
And where they play.
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