What an awesome night. Best New Year’s Eve ever for me. Perfect combo of inebriation, company, entertainment and relief that kp is still here

Tony can’t sip drinks. He hasn’t got the mouth muscles for it. So we bade good night to Tony as he downed a half full tumbler of brandy in one. I don’t think it even touched his mouth, it kinda went straight down his gullet. It’s a lovely sight !

I wrote a tipsy blog and was out for the count. Karen and Jane came to bed at 5.30am !!!!!! At 7am, some idiot in Esh Winning let off a New Year Bumper Collection of Fireworks, much to the dogs’ distress. I am sure whoever it was was standing right outside our bedroom window. It sounded very close.

Anyway, little old me is the only one up. Snoring can be heard from every bedroom in the house. Dogs are walked, house is cleaned and I am twiddling my thumbs frightened to make too much noise.

I have the hammer and nails ready for Tony and Jane’s bed. If they are going to usual form, one of them will no doubt break it. I am not joking when I say I have had to repair the bed THREE times after their previous visits.

Jane has promised a cooked breakfast this morning. At this rate, I’ll be lucky to get brunch.

Anyway, I am gassing and forgetting what this blog is about.

Karen had a GREAT night. She has been up a lot since 5.30am going to the loo (commode). Poor kp. Her bladder isn’t what it used to be and she pays for a good night with a very interrupted sleep. Yesterday she went down to a 75 Patch and so far so good. I am hoping she will be less sleepy. Too early to tell.

Happy New Year to all bloggers