In between

The time between Christmas and New Year has always been a bit strange. There is such a big build up to Christmas and then suddenly its all over and then there is a week of waiting for New Year. In the past we have often been down to Bristol to visit family, but not this year. It is a shame not to see people but I am definitely appreciating the break at the moment. I didn't realise how tired I was until I stopped doing things. We all seem to be the same...at one point on Christmas Day me, my Dad and the cat were all asleep in the living room (whilst my poor Mum was in the kitchen!)

Past New Year's Eves have been a little odd. I spent Millenium Eve in the centre of Sheffield with a couple of friends. Then a couple of years ago I went with my parents and the twins to one of my sister's friend's houses. I sat down next to the Dad who started telling me all about his recent fishing holiday to America...he then produced his photos, four films of him and his mates fishing...it was a thrilling evening! I think the problem has often been the pressure of feeling as though you have to do something and you've got to have fun and as a result the night itself often ends up as a bit of an anticlimax. However that's not going to be the case this year, I'm off to Halifax to Rosie's house for a New Year's Eve party. A few people from uni that I've not seen for a while will be there so it should be a good night.