The Last Post. Of the year, that is.

The Dollivers, pianist Elton being on vacation until Monday he tells us, union rules, did an a cappella New Year's party, complete with garlic butter and paneer snacks and a nice Prosecco.

 Paneer, made this afternoon and mixed with walnuts and honey highly recommended.

Note the roasted garlic head in the blue bowl, also made this afternoon, wonderful spread on toast.  And I managed to open the Prosecco, despite a semi wonky hand, amazing what determination will do.
 
Wishing us all a great new year, and good things in 2015, they posed before the ceremonial opening of the bubbly, then after a swig or two each, lost a hat on the way back to sit a little glazed and happy on the sofa. 

Marigold had doubts about their sobriety but ignored it on the grounds that she's been known to enjoy a little catnip now and then.

And they spent some blissful time, see Bette Davis minus hat,  after singing Auld Lang Syne, and Champagne Charlie, and I'll be With You in Apple Blossom Time, getting the seasons a trifle mixed,  deciding on New Year resolutions.  

They resolved that Boud should make them new outfits, that she should arrange a ski trip on the first fall of snow, and that she should have bubbly all the time.  Duncan tested the glass and reared back in alarm at the bubbles, so he's not in competition for it. In fact he went and got under the quilt upstairs so as to be safe from them.

And we all shouted out good wishes to you all!   Since blogistas are celebrating the incoming year at many different times, we struck an average.  The wishes are good for the whole year.  And at 10 p.m. EST we promise to shout it all again!

Happy Hogmanay!  Lang may yer lum reek!   translation: long may your chimney smoke, i.e. long may you live in good health.

Party's on.Come as you are 6WS

Time to plan ahead.  Which I think is a silly expression, because unless you live in some alternate universe, you can hardly plan for the past, but I digress.

Anyway, Wednesday is New Year's Eve, and those of us whose celebration consists of a nice glass of something sparkling and then off to bed long before the year actually comes in, might want to party together.

So here's the idea: you're invited!  All you do is raise your glass of whatever you drink, at 10 p.m. EST on Wednesday December 31st and wish us all a Happy New Year.  You can point your glass in any direction, since we're all over the planet. That's it.  My sort of party!   fun for introverts.  Post a comment to let us know you took part, if you can.  

Blogistas in far-ahead-of-EST time zones are welcome to toast us five or six or seventeen hours ahead, whatever is your 10 p.m., and let us know! that would be very cool. You get to be our virtual first-footers.