1/1/26

 

My mother always used to call this drink Pope's Phone Number.

Hey, what's that got to do with New Year's Day 2026?

Well, nothing really. I bet you won't believe that I was up at midnight last night. Well, I was! I had this sudden urge to use the bathroom.

As I headed to my room of choice necessity, I noticed the time on a clock - just before midnight. Firstly, I heard bells. Then I heard people letting off fireworks, "Bang, bang, bang." Shelley had woken up too, so we wished each other a happy new year. 

So, what does the new year hold? I'm not expecting any sudden change.

However, I do start my new practice diary. I'll use the same old pen. There will be a slow start to practice today because Shelley and I are looking after our elder grandson who turned 2 3/4 yesterday. He is presently heavily into Spiderman.

He even has a Spiderman outfit and, at times, forgets that violence is not good. His parents are now limiting his action TV watching time. On the positive side, he is developing very good language. He even said the 'F' word the other day. Dad confessed to having used that once or twice. Poor old dad.

Sorry, I'll get back to New Year's Day. What a great start it was to the year 2011! 

1/1/11

1/1/26 just doesn't have the same clout. I did read that some young motor racing driver became a 'Sir' in the New Year's Honours list. That seemed a bit strange to me. Ah well, it's not like it's 2011. He would have been a boy then.

It's raining in the Nui. It's probably also raining in Moera and Cuba Street. Peter will be planning his big move to the Thorn. It is probably raining there too.

I can't really think of anything else to write so I might get 15 minutes of bass practice done before I prepare to pick up 'the boy'.

Enjoy your day and indulge in a little bit of sin, if you like.

Ciao tutti. Buon Anno.