Happy New Year dudes!
Christmas was fairly simple this year. We both decided we didn't want much so our presents were token and fun.
And our big family lunch in town, with all branches of my husband's family, proved to be quite poignant in that my MIL came along for the first time in about 20 years and she sat down beside my FIL. They are both almost 80 and have been separated for over 10 years, so it was a touching moment.
It proves that even dementia can have an up side, in that all the anger and bitterness seems to have just melted away. But what a shame that we always seem to leave these things until it's too late.
Colin has given me my poems back and I surprised and delighted to find there's not too much needing to be changed, so I'll get down to it next week, when hopefully I will have some much needed peace.
I'm always a bit ambivalent about New Year, it brings out a maudlin streak in many Scots, which is never a pretty sight and I hate all the resolution tosh and the papers being full of all the poor sods who will not see another year. (Am I alone in wondering what my second date will be? It sneaks past every year with no clue of when it will fall.)
The older I get the more New Year feels like an arbitrary line in the sand. It's not that I don't like a party, but I think I'd rather be a pagan and support the winter solstice and our slow return to the light.
But I do wish you all the very best for 2008!!!!
May your worries tiny and your debts small!
Here's Dean to sing for you. Now spin the bottle someone and see whose doing the next turn! I'm off to medicate the dog before the fireworks start and to get a G&T on ice before the bells.