I have no idea what to say about the arrival of 2022, except that it’s here and none of us have a crystal ball.
We had no plans, but weren’t disappointed, except in the music which accompanied this year’s TV viewing of the Sydney Harbour Fireworks.
Although we spent the night at home, we went over to Pearl Beach in the afternoon, and walked around the rocks. It had been an exceptionally hot day (especially after all the heavy rain we’ve had lately). So, by the time we arrived in the early evening, t was perfect. Happy Days.
However, covid had even made it onto the local rock face.
That might not sound like much, but people don’t write things on our rocks around here as a rule.
So, you could say that it represents a degree of frustration.
Or, perhaps it’s simply a statement of fact!
Of course, it’s probably not “a local” being this time of year, but some interloper from Sydney, although the people of Pearl Beach probably blame the uncouth hoards from “over the hill” (which includes yours truly).
However, if covid truly comes to town, Pearl Beach is prepared. I spotted this:
After dinner, as per usual, we watched the fireworks extravaganza on TV grateful for the extraordinary celebrations going ahead amidst uncertainty and stormy weather. Indeed, listening to the news tonight, I could be excused for thinking life was continuing on business as usual. At least, that’s what we’ve been told.
What did you get up to for New Year’s Eve? I’d love to hear from you!
Best wishes & only the best for the New Year,