Sitting inside moaning about 'fucking fireworks ' - might start a grumpy thread on here about them later. Getting shit-faced to within an inch of my life no longer appeals - leave it to the youngsters. There is no more depressing way to start a new year than feeling dog rough with a hangover.
Few beers. Bit of food. I’ll also moan about the fireworks. Make sure the tv is unreasonably loud to drown out the fireworks for the pooch. Bed for 12:15
Nope. Can't be arsed anyway, won't even stay up until midnight most likely. Got two kids to keep entertained all day tomorrow and I ain't doing it on reduced sleep or with a hangover.
Instead I'll be out a few times in January, cheaper night out and more enjoyable.
No moaning at all, couldn't be happier to stay in with beers, food, kids and wife, play a few games, watch the fireworks at midnight and then off to bed.
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