That sinking feeling.....

There's a million jokes about the Brits and their reluctance to wash. So I'm posting my personal excuse here, right?

2007

A slack rubber chicken is no sight for sore eyes, believe me. That's me though. Here it is, January 2nd 2007, and I haven't even posted a Happy New Year to the handful of readers of this blog. Handful? Who am I kidding? Okay, to McKay, Sookey, El Cameleon.

Three is a crowd so they say. A crowd!

This photo represents New Year Sydney style. In true Bah Humbug style, I have to say I am so over fireworks. Every year, millions of dollars get spent on the NYE spectacular. I just feel it could be money better spent elsewhere, although many would disagree.

The thing that really bugged me this year relates to the celebration as a family affair. There's a nine pm firework showing for the kids and then a later midnight effort. Understandable that they keep the best for midnight but I have to say that the showing for the kiddies this year was rather pathetic. A torturous trip because of road closures, packed like sardines into trains, for a showing that lasted less than 10 minutes and had nothing really special at all. Most families won't stay around until midnight because little ones just can't hold out that long.

Babycleaningwoman was pretty disappointed on the whole. The midnight showing was better and I admit it does look spectacular on television. Maybe I've just had too much of a good thing.

Next year we'll do something different for New Year. Maybe it won't even be in Sydney. Always hoping.

Anyway, Happy New Year everyone. Hope all your dreams come true in 2007.