Well we sat out on the deck, ate prawns and drank champagne while we watched the sun set. Later on we watched a reprise of the Queen 1975 Christmas Eve concert and a doco on the Stones, while the cat – no party animal he – stalked about wondering why the humans were up so late and why the music was so loud.
The town was quiet – no parties, no fireworks so we watched the New Year’s Eve fireworks from Sydney and went to bed only to be woken by the cat snoring like the whistling souls of the undead.
The first day of 2017 was warm and overcast, but we sat out with coffee, pain au chocalat and fruit and talked about the seventies and how the world then was so very different from today’s hyperconnected always on world …
