If you started following this blog from say 5th November or before, you may have picked up that I really really hate fucking fireworks. I cannot understand why people, decide to set fire to a shit ton of money for pretty lights, get disco lights, it will be cheaper, last longer and less noise.
The fireworks on New Year started at around 3.30pm, its was still bloody light, so no idea what those people were thinking, and then we had them on and off till 1am and then at around 4.30am 2 randomly went off, waking me up, so not putting me in a great mood.
However it was a very calm evening apart from that, my partner wasn’t feeling right, so to save us some hassle, he was packed off to bed with the dog, in the hope that would keep the dog calm, poor Monkey fell asleep at just after 11pm, so he missed it, so I spent New Year on my own, I suppose, well there were others in the flat just asleep.
There was bugger all on telly, so I did the sensible thing and messaged people in different countries, to find out how they were doing it, not many people were having a great time. Most of my friends in my country were fast asleep, I guess that is what happens when you get older. I think when you are young, you don’t feel the cold and think nothing of standing on the south bank watching the London fireworks, by the time you get to my age you think they should be wearing a nice warm scarf and some gloves.
That could just be me though.
Hope you all had a great New Year, whereevere you were and whoever you were with .