The lane up to the village , my cottage is at the top
The cottage with her bluebirds
I got home last night to thick ice and some snow.
The girls were safe at Trendy Carol’s so I picked them up, fed them and we all promptly went to bed.
I felt dreadful.
But overnight the antibiotics started to do their thing and by morning I didn’t feel too bad.
I’m resting today.
I Bought a trashy Asian disaster movie for this afternoon and I will go to bed early which is my want to do on New Years Eve.
My long awaited turn around on day shifts have come around with a vengeance , I’m working the next two long days and the hospice staffing is pretty low.
Hey ho, be careful for what you wish for eh?
Now my blog today, is passed over to you commentators,
It has proved so often to be a good move on my behalf as often the comments are much more interesting than the post itself .
Of course it’s about New Years Eve,
More importantly a New Years Eve
What what your most memorable New Years Eve?
I have not really celebrated New Years Eve since the 1980s where it was common here to get dressed up in fancy dress and make a tit out of yourself at family parties and the local pub circuit
In 1989 that was all finished for me when a friend, Ian Parry, was killed in a plane crash on the 28 th of December.
Frivolity and celebrations at New Year just kind of ceased after that
Perhaps it’s almost time to change this ......?
Tell me your New Year stories.
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