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Hap-py New Year!

We didn’t make it to midnight. We didn’t try, even. We opened a bottle of excellent English sparkling wine at 8:30 and called it a New Year’s Eve.

Spent today mooching around the house, which is EXACTLY my hope for 2024. To be perfectly fair to me, it’s been high winds and hard rain for a week – absolutely no chance to do anything else.

Happy 2024, y’all!


Comment from ExpressoBold Pureblood
Time: January 1, 2024, 9:01 pm

The fireworks at near midnight were lame, sporadic and brief… IOW, just perfect!

I stayed up past the witching hour but only to deliver early New Year’s greetings to fellow denizens of the blogasphere.

Happy New Year, Fellow Kids!

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: January 1, 2024, 9:04 pm

We had a casual meal of chicken sandwiches and chips¹ and went to bed around 10 p.m. I read for a long time and realized at about 2 a.m. that I missed² all the excitement. All in all, a fine NYE!

1. American potato chips. I think over there you call ’em crisps. But I could be wrong. I may be confusing all the above with crackers.

2. Actually, I didn’t miss it at all.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: January 1, 2024, 11:18 pm

High winds and hard rain?!

Sounds like ideal weather for Hitler to send his super battleship to sea to terrorize the North Atlantic convoys!

To sea with you! England expects, uh, something or other!
(Wrong war!)

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