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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.

wine glassesI confess to drinking half the bottle of light sparkling wine I’d taken.
At 3.5ΒΊ proof, I was assured it wasn’t too alcoholic but I could feel when I’d had enough.Β  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.
timeTomorrow 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.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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11 Responses to Last Post

  1. Ah. your New Year’s Eve is just ending, and our is just beginning. I expect someone here will shoot of fireworks at midnight, too, and Cody will get all upset. But at least we’re not going out, so it won’t be too bad. Happy New Year!

  2. scifihammy says:

    Ah sorry to hear of the fireworks spoiling Hubby’s night out and poor Maggie, but glad you got to celebrate a little. πŸ™‚
    Happy New Year. πŸ™‚

  3. lbeth1950 says:

    Fireworks torment our Buzzy, too!

  4. foguth says:

    HAPPY NEW YEAR to you, too! I hope that 2017 will be your best year, so far.

    They started booming off the fireworks here, way too early, too. Fortunately, a friend had told me that I could make a ‘thunder coat’ us using a 4″ wide ace bandage.

    • Sadly Maggie doesn’t seem to respond to this and prefers to find somewhere low and dark. She’s very tired today and has spent most of it sleeping curled up at my feet.

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