Overall I would say I have not found New Year's Eve to all that it is cracked up to be! The most memorable of all was seeing in the year 2000. We spent the evening through to the early hours of the Morning with our closest friends in Southport. There were four couples in all and quite a few of our children to see in that special year. Because of the intimacies of the friendships the evening became a joyous event of laughter and food and of course champagne. A few minutes before the magic hour we turned on the television to see the Queen in the Millennium Dome in a great traditional circle singing Auld Lang Syne and looking mightily uncomfortable, too. How much luckier we were in a favourite home with our favourite people and no wish to be anywhere else in the world. Our friends lived in a very big old house overlooking the sea and soon after mid-night we went outside to light up the sky with some fireworks. None of us were exactly sober, but we were very funny -- especially The Man who managed to set off a firework and blow up some bushes -- but no harm was done and he will be forever teased his 'prowess'!
The Man and I have had our share of going out to a restaurant and paying an enormous amount of money -- finding ourselves squeezed into tables that have been squeezed together to take more and more people -- so the quality of the food is often disappointing and the party atmosphere is hindered by the discomfort everyone is feeling. One year we went to a restaurant that was booked up -- but not over-crowded and had a brilliant meal. Around 11.00 the band began to play and we were all dancing away quite happily. At mid-night a Conga started to wend its way through the place, when suddenly the band stopped playing -- for good. The owner of the restaurant was on the verge of bankruptcy and when he tried to pay the leader of the band with a check instead of the promised cash -- well -- the show did not go on!!! So the owner opened up the bar and it was drinks on the house for the rest of the night. The last night the place ever opened -- which was too bad because it was a good place to eat and we had enjoyed several fabulous meals there.
Most years, however, have been spent at home, in front of the box watching Jools Holland's Hootenanny. Last year we discovered to our dismay that this extravaganza is recorded several days before New Year's Eve and they pretend it's being aired 'live'! What a scandal!!! For a few years now we have spent the evening with very close friends in Gargrave, Yorkshire and last night for a change they came here. So on that note, and since this post has itself been 'pre-recorded' I will wish you all a very Happy and Blessed New Year!