Japes
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Being in long-term exile in the Midlands from the land of my northeast coast Scottish ancestors, I always have mixed emotions around New Year. One bit of my soul gets into a massive "Let's get everywhere clean and sorted, and anything outstanding completed, before the bells." Another bit of me wants to want to be more enthusiastic about celebrating New Year, and I did enjoy the three I celebrated in Glasgow when I lived there, and the occasional ones in Dundee as a child.
However, all I really want to do now is be in bed at my usual time of around 10.30 p.m. and hope the fireworks aren't too horrendous.
Anyway, having once crossed the International Dateline on 1st January, thus briefly going back into the year before for twenty minutes, and then celebrating New Year all over again, as well as arriving in San Francisco at the same time and date I left Auckland, I'm convinced I've earned myself a year off one year if only I could sleep through the aforementioned fireworks.
However, all I really want to do now is be in bed at my usual time of around 10.30 p.m. and hope the fireworks aren't too horrendous.
Anyway, having once crossed the International Dateline on 1st January, thus briefly going back into the year before for twenty minutes, and then celebrating New Year all over again, as well as arriving in San Francisco at the same time and date I left Auckland, I'm convinced I've earned myself a year off one year if only I could sleep through the aforementioned fireworks.