Happy New Year
I nearly ended up sitting at home on the couch for New Year but at the last minute made a dash for the bus and went to Laura’s place in Holborn - a really cool flat set amongst office buildings somewhere where you’d never expect anyone to live.
I made it with 15 minutes to spare and we did all the normal New Yeary things like drinking champagne etc. Strange to think that it had already been 2003 in Adelaide for 10 and a half hours…
I stayed until 2AM - mostly listening to music while completely wasted - and then walked back to Tottenham Court Road to catch the bus home. But there were so many people coming that way that I figured it was not a good idea and walked to Euston Station instead. I caught a night bus from there - and I can now vouch personally for the fact that it is possible to fit more than a hundred people on a single double decker bus. Got home about 3am with a serious bout of the munchies, so I made myself sausages and eggs before going to sleep.
And now that I have cleaned up and re-arranged my room and done some exercise (yeah - how long will that last :-) it really feels like a new year…
So happy new year…
January 3rd, 2003 at 11:39 am
Sounds good. I heard the British New Year in on 891 - they had a hook up to a North London pub mainly patronized by Australians who sounded suitably “happy”. Ours was spoilt by wild weather. Happy New Year to you. Mum.