A quiet uneventful couple of days that in three hours are going to morph into a run round the Inn serving a full bar. Seems it is ramping up with a 100 lunches yesterday and looked like the same as it was kicking off today when I was dropping off the langoustine hopefully enough to see through the Festivities.
Feel a little remote from the “celebration” side of things at this time of year and prefer a more contemplative and reflective time. Tonight will be full on and people will have a fine meal to set themselves up for the night however long or short it may be. The fact the weather is atrocious, wet, breezy and pretty miserable, will have no bearing on the night.
This will be the first year in many that I will not be arranging any part of the night. Firing off a few fireworks, getting the radio on for the count down and putting a playlist together for a bit of dancing. There is going to be a wee Ceilidh band playing followed by the Truckers if they can make it to the Hall in time as they are playing earlier in Shieldaig. Plan to see the New Year in and then down to the Hall. A reflection of the year gone, the mixture of solitude and meeting people, the balance of both. I am fortunate that I do not feel lonely when I am on my on.
Having given up the BBC licence has been one of the features of the year and now, instead of switching the Telly on and watching whatever, you watch what you want. The highlight was the Snow Wolf Family with Gordon Buchannan. After a brief interest in the wolf howls there was a distinct lack of appreciation from our over domesticated ones.
It does appear that Eilidh is keeping Dougal under control but he is far more laid back than he looks, admit he comes over as being slightly deranged sometimes.
Stunning programmes though even with the slightly overdone human empathic concerns about their survival. The only other of note was watching the RailwayMan with Firth and Kidman. Good film but these films always make me think what would one do in such extreme circumstances. and for me the surprising aspect was to identify with the Japanese interpreter, the guy who had the conflict of being in awful position he was in but did not have the strength to do anything about it. His way of dealing with it was to try to absolve his guilt through pilgrimage to the Prison of War Camp. In such a violent world these are the important issues, not the geopolitical machinations of a few politicians who try to maintain their feeble grasp on power.
Like I say a reflective time of year for me and it only leaves me to wish everyone A Peaceful and Fulfilling New Year and to sincerely thank every one who has read commented, shared and retweeted any of my posts. See you next year. Bliadhna mhath ùr!