Just one hour to go. This is one of the quietest New Year's Eves I can remember. And, guess what, I LOVE it! Mum's out playing bridge, won't be back till 2005. Pal and I have had a leisurely afternoon out browsing through bookshops (again) and lunching at a pub in Manchester. Now we're a bit tired and just happy to come back to ourselves a bit.
Mind you, we DID think of having a wild time while we have the house to ourselves...There's something about this house, my childhood home, that opens up a world of love for us. It's a magic that happens every time we visit.
So, it could well be a magic start to 2005.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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