New Year’s Day

Having gone to bed late the night before that morning, I didn’t wake up until 7.30 am and to be honest, didn’t feel too great, with a splitting headache and very tired. (I’d had 4 drinks all night – a span of almost 6 hours, so really didn’t think it could be a hangover.) I went downstairs and had breakfast, coffee and a doze on the sofa and then crawled back into bed for cuddles with Billy until about 11 am. I still didn’t feel great but felt slightly better, and fortunately, felt only slightly under the weather by the time Billy, Raji and I left the house at 2.20 pm.

Stephen had just woken up and had a hangover after celebrating with his friends, ๐Ÿ˜€ and Nel was still sleeping, having stayed up and welcomed in the New Year with her friend J who had come round for the evening. So we left them to their own devices and went to Pat’s for the now traditional New Year’s Day dinner and games.

Paul’s Grandad had decided against braving the weather so was not joining us (Martin took his dinner to him instead); Martin (very, very, very hungover and green around the gills) somehow managed to help out with the cooking of the meal; Barbara had travelled up from Yorkshire for the fun; Paul and Steph, Billy, Raji and I made the total 8. We had a scrumptious (and very filling) roast pork dinner with roast potatoes, cabbage-and-bacon, carrots-and-coriander, red cabbage, cauliflower and broccoli, cheese sauce, apple sauce and gravy – oh and some absolutely heavenly crackling! Somehow we found room for some Christmas pudding too – and I won the silver charm this year, a little silver ingot. Martin was still too hungover to eat anything so just sat and watched us all at. Paul never eats with us anyway so also watched the rest of us – they’d both eat theirs later.

In between courses, we had some fun with the contents of the Christmas crackers – musical whistles which each had a different note (allegedly – mine and Paul’s seemed to play the same note) and each person had to blow their whistle in turn, as directed by the person holding the baton (Barbara) to so that together a tune was played. This was made hilarious by the fact that Billy couldn’t get a note out of his and dissolved into fits of giggles every time he tried. We resorted to trying to find a tune which didn’t require his note – which was impossible. ๐Ÿ˜€

Next came the quiz which consisted of 36 cryptic clues with answers all being of a Christmas theme (e.g Trois poulets = 3 French Hens – one of the easier ones which is why I can remember it!) Being hopeless at cryptic clues I only got 24, though I wasn’t the lowest scorer – and Barbara won with 34, winning the prize of a Santa shaped candle. ๐Ÿ™‚

The table at this stage with all the alcoholic evidence! ๐Ÿ˜‰


Between courses at Pat's!

During this, Raji received a text asking if he could work as the weather had prevented some staff from getting in, and being him, he agreed and so left before the Christmas pudding was served. ๐Ÿ™

And so we moved on to the games with 3 men v 4 women. We played several games of Pat’s new one – His and Hers, of which there appear to be several versions but none of the correct one for me to link to to show you what we played! Sorry! It was lovely and simple in format – the boys get asked a pink question each time and the girls, a blue one. The questions are on cards shaped like parts of a circle so that when 12 cards are placed next to each other, they form a circle. For each correct answer, the card is placed on the table and the first team to form their circle wins. (There is a point scoring version but we all liked the simplicity of this one and stuck to it.) The pink questions asked of the men were about fashion, beauty, chick-flicks, girl bands etc. The blue ones asked of the ladies were about sport, computing/gaming, cars etc. The men beat us at every game of this – though a) they thereby lost all street cred/man points ๐Ÿ˜‰ and b) they admitted that quite a few of the questions asked of us would have been unknown by them too. For my part I was extremely relieved to get all the football questions right as the other ladies knew nothing about it and turned to me to answer these ๐Ÿ™‚ I also got a couple of gaming ones right thanks to Stephen, though I could not contribute at all to music or film questions. I would go so far as to say that I did better with the blue questions than I would have with the pink ones. Both teams felt that the questions were not well worded (also with appalling grammar) which did cause some confusion and required a little help from the other team to clarify what was being asked.

Towards the end of these games, we stopped to have crackers and cheese with coffee – though just to reassure you, we did go back to alcohol after that ๐Ÿ˜‰ (Billy stayed on beer all through and I stayed on Cava, though I switched to water once I’d had enough.)

Finally, we played Taboo and that was actually reasonably sensible though again, the boys won. By the time we’d finished that, it was getting on – about 11.15 and we’d had texts from the children asking when we were coming home! (Talk about role reversal!) Billy was working the next day too, so we walked home through lots of crunchy snow and snuggled into a nice warm bed again.

As ever, we’d had a wonderful day with Pat and hope she doesn’t get tired of hosting these dinners anytime soon. ๐Ÿ™‚

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