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Gimme a ‘T’!

last light of 2007
Traditionally, I take one last photograph of the very last sunset of the year, just as the light goes out on New Year’s Eve. Tonight I was putting away the groceries and…ummm …forgot (but, on the up side, Asda had fountain pens for 79p each! w00t!).

So this is a photo of the penultimate sundown of 2007, shot yesterday during a sprightly walk along the Channel. The big T is a navigation aid of some kind. <shrug>

New Year’s Eve is a time for looking back on the old year — because, let’s face it, coming up with bullet lists is a hell of a lot easier than pulling original content out of your ass before Champagne Time. Me, I didn’t actually get around to compiling my lists, but here are some topics I considered posting about:

 

· The ten vilest smells of 2007
· Killing adorable small animals wounded by my cats; a retrospective
· The top seven remarks I blurted out and then instantly regretted
· What hurts: a musculoskeletal year in review
· 2007: Be fair, it sucked less than 2006
· Movies, music, television, books: things I didn’t pay the slightest attention to this year

I could go on, but then I wouldn’t be drinking, would I? Forty five minutes to the new year in Jollye Olde. Happy 2008, Minions!

sock it to me

Comments


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: December 31, 2007, 7:39 pm

Stoaty,

Here’s wishing you and Badger the best for the new year!

*sips a glass of Macallan vat strength – with a cube*

It’s been a good year – if for no other reason than my Titanium Knob. Next year will be even better.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2007, 7:50 pm

McGoo’s titanium knob! How could I forget the defining event of 2007? Many happy…ummm…returns.

We’re drinking…ummm…premiere cru…2000 vintage champagne…blanc de blancs. It’s very nice.

Raw white spirits to follow.

 


Comment from G.G Hammer
Time: December 31, 2007, 8:08 pm

Hi Lady Weeez

Just wanted to say thanks for a great year. What with you “coming out”, moving to Gr8t Britain, Just wanna ax you one thing:

“can i haz cheezburger now?”

 


Comment from Dawn
Time: December 31, 2007, 8:31 pm

Crappy New Years everybody! 🙂

 


Comment from Gnus
Time: December 31, 2007, 8:34 pm

Happy New Year y’all, from the almost really, really deep south.

 


Comment from USCitizen
Time: December 31, 2007, 8:41 pm

Happy New Year from Traction Control. Hoping that 2008 is the greatest ever for you and yours.

USCitizen

 


Comment from Lokki
Time: December 31, 2007, 8:42 pm

Happy New Year All! Best Wishes to everyone for 2008!

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2007, 9:39 pm

Holy shit! If y’all get a chance to see the London fireworks, do it. We weren’t there, but we recorded it, and it was pretty impressive.

At midnight, we walked out to the end of the drive and watched the fireworks over the nearby town, and listened to the church bells. Our neighbors came out, too, and it was all very boozy and convivial.

I think we’ve landed in the right neighborhood, you know.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: December 31, 2007, 9:42 pm

What’s really good is that her Ladyship didn’t bite the neighbours, either!

Happy New Year fellow minions!

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: December 31, 2007, 9:47 pm

Having good neighbors is often a once-per-lifetime occurrence.

If you’ve got ’em now, Weaz, then you are truly blessed!

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2007, 9:54 pm

The key, McGoo, is not having many of them…

 


Comment from nbpundit
Time: December 31, 2007, 9:55 pm

Nothing better than good neighbors!
Happy New Year Stoat and Badge, many servings
of good booze and food.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: December 31, 2007, 10:22 pm

Many thanks, all!

Tonight’s menu (now we have moved on from the frothy stuff to real alcohol), is roast duck breast with sea salt and black pepper, roast potatoes, peas, roast chestnuts and (in honour of nbpundit) Yorkshire puddings.

I must persuade her Ladyship to tell you about the badgers and duck leg story, some day…

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: December 31, 2007, 10:32 pm

That’s twice that Yorkshire pudding has been mentioned.

I’d kill for a big chunk of it right now.

The menu sounds superb, M’lord. Outstanding.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2007, 10:42 pm

I’d murder for a Big Mac.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: December 31, 2007, 10:58 pm

Oh, yeah? Is this a game?

I’d bludgeon for a Burger King, and doom for a Denny’s.

And I’d run away!>/i> from a White Castle!

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: December 31, 2007, 10:59 pm

Oops!

 


Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: January 1, 2008, 12:10 am

What is that thing in the photo anyway? Looking at that, I get the mental image of R. Lee Ermey perched on top shouting ‘Get the fuck off of my obstacle!’ at Vincent D’Onofrio.
I’m Yorkshire born and bred, and I’m somewhat of a pudding, so I suspect that makes me somewhat of an expert of roasted, battery goodness.
Happy New Years y’all, hope yours is as good as I expect mine to be maudlin.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go and puke. Toodle-oo!

 


Comment from Muslihoon
Time: January 1, 2008, 12:58 am

May you all have a very happy new year, you wonderful, wonderful people!

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 1, 2008, 9:21 am

We went to Dungeness in Kent for the afternoon, Gibby – the most extraordinary place, by the way, complete with two lighthouses and two nuclear power stations! That odd looking device is, so I was told, a landmark for the local fishermen, which they use to um.. er.. take sightings from when navigating (or somesuch).

2008, eh? Sounds like something from a comic book.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 1, 2008, 9:57 am

Ah. January the First.

I just completed my “calling all the drunk friends early” and have received two death threats, an oath of vengeance, and one assurance that I will not live to see sundown.

I ate breakfast (Eggs Benedict a la Micky-D) and I feel refreshed. Time for a nap.

I read up on Dungeness, Badger. Strange place. I think I’d like it there.

It’s getting 7 feet closer to Fwance each year, so be careful – and drink your Ovaltine. I figured it was the home of the Dungeness crab, but its not. Well – the crabs might vacation there, but Washington State is the namesake – allegedly.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 1, 2008, 10:57 am

Dungeness is pretty cool, in a bleak sort of way. We toured the nuke once (and I have the hat to prove it; it’s fun watching people try to work out what BNFL stands for). They don’t run the tour any more. The nuke lights up like Fairyland after dark, like a big nuclear middle finger waving at France.

 


Comment from nbpundit
Time: January 1, 2008, 11:12 am

Happy New Year to all.
Badger, many thanks for the honorary pudding. 🙂

 


Comment from lizardbrain
Time: January 1, 2008, 12:10 pm

A happy, healthy and prosperous 2008 to you, Stoaty & Uncle B! And to all the minions.

Different perspectives… I’ve been a (very early) morning person all my life. Maybe that’s why I neglected to take a picture of the last sunset of the year, but got out before dawn today to document the arrival of the New Year. Who cares about 2007? It’s history, man!

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 1, 2008, 12:20 pm

Glorious pictures, lizardbrain!

Hey, fellow minions, have a look at lizardbrain’s photos – they really are excellent.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 1, 2008, 1:04 pm

Good photos, Brain!

 


Comment from Dawn
Time: January 1, 2008, 1:58 pm

A few years ago, my hubby and I rented a convertible in Seattle and drove all the way to Dungeness to eat crab. Meh. I’ve had better at a Red Lobster in Arizona.

 


Comment from lizardbrain
Time: January 1, 2008, 5:48 pm

Wow. A little blog-pimping goes a long way. Thanx, Uncle B; your recommendation produced my highest-traffic day ever.

I just checked out Dungeness on maps.google.com. Is it really as flat as it looks from space? Oh, and I find it funny that you had to go through the Romneys to get there. Does White Kemp Sewer mean what it sounds like? And I saw Camber, but couldn’t find Caster.

I like the way the setting sun is peeking through the lighthouse.

I think I had too much coffee after my nap.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 1, 2008, 6:19 pm

Glad to be of service, lizardbrain!

And, yes, Romney Marsh really is as flat as it looks. Flatter, if anything. It used to be beneath the sea and was painstakingly reclaimed by our ancestors, several hundred years ago.

‘Sewer’ isn’t quite as unwholesome as it seems, though. It’s just the old word for a drainage ditch. Another word they used was ‘dyke’, but you get funny looks these days when you suddenly exclaim ‘Hey! Look at that big dyke over there!’.

Well, sometimes you get funny looks. Sometimes you have to make a dash for cover amid a rain of toolbelts, steel toecapped boots and well-thumbed copies of Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit .

 

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