So New Year was a bit anti-climactic despite being in Scotland. Not a bad night, just nothing amazing. And there was no coal. But the cider was tasty.
I'm now safely ensconced back in York and looking forward to having the remainder of the week off work.
I haven't made any New Year resolutions yet (and indeed am unlikely to) but I do intend to start running again. Soon. And I think this year, the girl's coming too!
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Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Monday, December 31, 2007
A Scotch New Year
For the first time in my life I'm spending New Year's Eve in Scotland (with my girlfriend and her family). The Scotch always claim that New Year is much better there than anywhere else in the world so I'm looking forward to seeing if I agree with them or not. I have a vague feeling that I won't and that New Year is crap wherever in the world you are.
But I do have a cider-box (like a wine-box, but with cider) so the evening can surely not be that bad :-)
Main differences I can discern so far from an English New Year:
1. It's colder.
2. TV is differently rubbish here. The main highlight appears to be a comedy show called Still Game which is the Scotch equivalent of Last of the Summer Wine. It features a lot of people dressed as old men, wearing ridiculous wigs and speaking in absurd accents.
3. It's quarter past seven and I'm sober.
4. They don't call it "Midnight". They call it "The Bells". Like out of Quasimodo.
5. They also do some weirdo stuff with coal. Apparently.
But that's all before the event. I shall go into it open-minded and try and enjoy myself. Or at least I will once I get the cider open :-)
But I do have a cider-box (like a wine-box, but with cider) so the evening can surely not be that bad :-)
Main differences I can discern so far from an English New Year:
1. It's colder.
2. TV is differently rubbish here. The main highlight appears to be a comedy show called Still Game which is the Scotch equivalent of Last of the Summer Wine. It features a lot of people dressed as old men, wearing ridiculous wigs and speaking in absurd accents.
3. It's quarter past seven and I'm sober.
4. They don't call it "Midnight". They call it "The Bells". Like out of Quasimodo.
5. They also do some weirdo stuff with coal. Apparently.
But that's all before the event. I shall go into it open-minded and try and enjoy myself. Or at least I will once I get the cider open :-)
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