The Anonymous Widower

Is This Going To Be My Worse New Year’s Eve Ever?

I don’t know, but let’s face it the weather doesn’t get any better as the day rumbles on.  When I went to Otto’s Pizzadrome, it wasn’t raining, but when I left God was sending every bit of water,  she could in our direction. As I got the bus home, intrepid tourists from Asia were braving the rain on a tour bus.

Intrepid Tourists

I can never understand people using tour buses in London, as you get almost as good a view from some of the regular buses, like the 38 with its New Buses for London and the 9 and 15, with its fifty year old Routemasters. And of course you never get wet! Surely someone must have written a book about touring London by Oyster on buses, trains, trams etc.

When I went out an hour or so ago to get a few bits at the littleWaitrose at Highbury Corner, it was still raining madly and I got wet in the short walk to the shop.

So I did the lazy thing and got the first bus I found, which was a 43 going past Carluccio’s at Upper Street, but in the wrong way to get home.

I just had a coffee there and then sneaked down the side of the building to the Essex Road to get a 38 bus home. It was a bit of a detour and it cost me the price of a coffee, but at least I got home in a dryish state.

I doubt, I’ll venture out again, unless it really does stop raining. I have a fish pie, if I need something substantial, but otherwise, I’ve some eggs, bread and a small tin of beans. And of course, plenty of beer and Aspall’s cyder.

So does this look like it’s going to be my worst New Year’s Eve?

I think not! Unless of course, a Jumbo Jet should land on my house or some other serious disaster happens!

I had some pretty bad ones as a child, as my parents didn’t really do New Year, although I did have a couple of good ones in my late teens serving in The Merryhills at Oakwood.  The least said about one evening there, the better!

C generally wasn’t in to New Year either, except when we used to go hunting as a family on New Year’s Day.  We also had some good ones when we managed to get away to places like Majorca or Venice, but  for the last twenty years or so with horses, they usually came first. And a couple of those in particular were pretty grim, as it never stopped raining, and there were masses of horses to muck out and feed.

So on a scale of one to ten, I suspect tonight will be about five, whilst I’ve had a few very low scores in my time.

I hope, I haven’t spoken too soon.

December 31, 2012 - Posted by AnonW | Food | Carluccio's, New Year, Shopping, Waitrose, Weather