New Year’s Eve – a time of fire and feasting, reflecting on memories and pondering possibilities.
The two distinguished looking chaps in the background I’ve known for 35 and 33 years respectively, about twice as long as the two nearest the camera have been alive. That sobering realisation occurred shortly before sobriety left the room.
And there’s a hand, my trusty friend!
And give us a hand of yours!
And we’ll take a deep draught of good-will
For long, long ago