Only for you

The New Year slid in with no toast or sparkles; Niles Roger singing Happy, and Jools Holland dealing with a drunk Vic Reeves.

I’ve always dreaded that count down to ‘the end’; the impending doom, the letdown when the New Year commenced and nothing happened. It was always a bit of a let down.

So last night I ignored it. I went to bed when Jools Guests started to bore me, and fell straight asleep.

The cats woke me at 6 ; and I looked at the moon still large in the sky and then returned to bed; only to rise again at seven to throw the alarm clock away.

At 915 I rose properly; and had a tidy round. I watched as himself prepared dinner; rumbling inside at the smells generated. Mam and da Mk 2 arrived and we ate and chatted and had a wine or two.

Now we are sitting flicking through the channels - I’m heading back to work
tomorrow’s (this is a thing in scotland - We don’t do the 2nd we are supposed to be hungover) .. I have a lot to do.

It’s January; before we know it, it will be July and some smart arse will announce ‘only 150 days to christmas’. Cept me and him will
Announce, only 150 days til our holidays :)

:)

HNY Peeps x