A New Year's Tale............
Well, that's another year over. Another xmas and another new year's eve. Have decided not to make any resolutions this time round - let's be realistic they would be the same as always: be thinner, be healthier, be nicer; and somehow I never manage to achieve them. This year the festivities have been very quiet - just me and husband- so have had time reflect, relax and generally lounge about. I am often asked why I don't go out on new years eve - with the assumption that I am being bah humbug! So I have decided to share previous experiences which should go some way to illustrating why I now stay in!! 1988 - went to stay with a friend and her partner. They fell out and we ended up walking through the villages of lincolnshire in the snow trying to find where he'd gone. Didn't see in the new year - too busy trying to keep warm. 1989 - went out the night before on a blind date (as it happens this was to be my future husband!). While I was out I was burgled. Ne