And so the New Year comes in - quietly - this is the first time for many, many years that I have not catered for a house full and stayed up long enough to sing Auld Land Syne. But gradually, over the years, one after the other, friends have died. Starting with my dear farmer in March, I have lost six friends this year. Put it down to old age. And, speaking of old age, this year for the first time I just did not feel like sitting up and seeing in the New Year. And this morning, when I got up and drew back the curtains, the New Year had arrived without any help from me, the sun was shining and apart from showers on and off all day, the sun has continued to shine.
I had a succession of callers and/phone calls, which was very nice. Friend A, who lives just down the road, stopped to wish me a Happy New Year. Then I walked the dog and shortly after I returned friend and neighbour H arrived - with a piece of coal to see in the New Year. She stayed a while for a coffee and chat and then it was time for cooking my lunch and the second walk of the day for Tess.
After a break I intend to return to Ukulele playing tomorrow evening, so after tea a practise will be in order.
My bed has been stripped, aired, changed and remade. This is no mean feat at my age as it involves a lot of physical exertion. But it is done, the sheets are washed and are drying as I write and I have got a feeling of satisfaction that I have done it on my own without asking for help.
So as someone else said on a post I have just read - 'onward and upward' everyone. 2018 will not be a year for sissies - but then is any year?