When I was at Uni, a group of us spent one New Year's Eve at a friend's family home. We went out, danced the night away, had a fantastic night, then all went back to L's house and crashed in the piano room in the not-so-early hours of the morning.
Next thing we know, at some crazy time the following morning, we were being woken up and and corralled out the door for the Annual New Year's Morning Walk. It was a tough job to get us all awake, dressed, standing of our own free will, but soon enough there was a bunch of very hungover 20 year olds, going for a bracing walk very early on New Year's Day.
When we returned to the family home, we were feeling great, hangovers gone, with a hearty appetite for a Full English Fry Up! What a great start to the year!
So this New Year, as part of my recent quest to find Family Traditions for me and D to do together, we introduced The New Year's Day Walk.
We got up at a reasonable hour, got dressed, grabbed the dog and hit a local walking trail we'd seen. We blew out the cobwebs and remnants of the Old Year, to make way for the fresh and the hope of the New Year. And when we returned to our family home, we were feeling great, hangovers gone, with a hearty appetite for a Full English Fry Up! It was, indeed, a great start to the year!
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