January 1, 2006
sleeping with all the right people
My first drawing of the New Year. I’m not sure what that signifies. Heh.
I actually stayed in last night. Had two glasses of wine then went to bed just after midnight. Instead, Thomas and I have elected to celebrate in the pub this afternoon. Nothing majorly festive, we’re both too busy.
My father tells me that, growing up in the Highlands of Scotland, they didn’t really celebrate Christmas when he was a child. Kids got presents in the morning, but then everybody went back to work in the afternoon. New Year’s was the big holiday for them.
I really like that idea.
Sleeping partners
I honour my friend, a marketing rebel who actually has more clues to marketing than the whole soppy lot over at Cluetrain can ever wish…
Bah .. Workaholic .. Humbug …
My lowlands Scots Grandmother told me exactly the same thing.
Happy New Year! Have some 25 year-old Bowmore for me!
smp
I always thought Hogmanay! was the big celebration in Scotland …