31st December. More Gas Reserves.

Thunder and lightning played havoc outside as the rain lashed against the skylights here in the room upstairs. The options for Hogmanay had to be considered, these included driving to Edinburgh not being able to park or drink, watching the fireworks in the rain surrounded by tens of thousands of drunks then getting stuck in traffic; enduring the neighbours and having to kiss people who ignore you for the rest of the year or overeating at the Royal George, playing a board game with F & D then having an argument about some aspect of the rules.

I had the Steak Pie but shouldn't have eaten the cream cake part of the High Tea. The flatulence that followed a few hours later gave a slight variation on the traditional 'First Footing' of the New Year at Muirhall Drive... much to everyone elses disgust.

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