New Years Day

No sair heid! I should have given the amount of Santa's special wine I drank on Hogmanay. Sam and me snuck off for a wee walk, he sneaked in another one, then once the masses were rallied we all went for a wee walk to the furiously flowing River Spey, clearing the heids all round and giving nature boy his little nature fix. Although the salmon he found didn't seem to having a good new year. Then there was more lovely food and even more liquid refreshments, scrabble, cairds!, spoons! (thanks to Shiona) more singing and then high stakes poker. Jings, another late but happy night. Thanks to Beefy and Lindsay for asking us along and for organising the (not so wee and fully heated) bothy.