Good food, good company, and a good night.
Sadly some idiot started letting off fireworks just after 6, and poor Maggie started to shake.
Hubby decided to stay with her with the possibility of piggybacking to our hosts, but it didn’t work out like that.
Just when things settled down, another batch would go off. I could hear them on the widebeam, so no doubt she did too.
MSM had also been invited tonight, and it was suggested I take a plate of food up to our boat for Hubby so that at least he had some supper. It was well received.
I confess to drinking half the bottle of light sparkling wine I’d taken.
At 3.5º proof, I was assured it wasn’t too alcoholic but I could feel when I’d had enough. I’m no drinker as I can’t handle it which is why I tend to leave well alone. At least I didn’t stagger or fall over, and it was good to come back to the boat for a cup of tea!
I had a call from Bro who is now almost half way through their first 2017 day, and an email from Other Brother wishing us both well in the new year. Apparently Sis has gone round to the club and my Mum is on her own. She’s probably in bed now, so I won’t disturb her.
In years gone by, we would ring our parents on the stroke of midnight to wish them a Happy New Year but stopped doing so after the Dads died. We may well go up to the Abbey tomorrow afternoon to light candles for them.
With a slightly fuzzy head, I’m feeling a little nostalgic as this year closes. Nothing in particular, just a pleasant mellow feeling of well-being as I think about things and people past and present.
Good or bad, time presses on, and cannot be recovered or replaced. We make choices, not always wisely, but at the end of the day, or even a year, if something positive has come out of it, then all is well.
Tomorrow is not just another day, but the first of another year.
Time to get things back into perspective and proportion, to apply myself where necessary.
Summing it up in one word……………. DIET.