We had plans for New Year's Eve. Okay, I had plans.
I wanted to head down to check out the early fireworks at the Esplanade knowing that we would probably never make it to midnight.
Then I came up with a better plan, a lookout over the city, hairy road but a good view.
My plans for us didn't happen.
Mr Sparky fell asleep in a lounge chair, while whiling away time in front of the T.V.
I did however catch a little of the fireworks from our balcony. Probably the best place really. I didn't see the midnight ones though, too busy watching the backs of my eyelids.
What did you get up to for New Years?
Our New Year's Day was equally as exciting with Mr Sparky spending the day fixing his car and me doing a bit of housework and putting my foot up.
So after a completely riveting record of our New Year celebrations or lack there of here is the glimpse of fireworks I saw. I could hear people around the neighbourhood cheering as they went off, so I guess they got a pretty good view too. Who doesn't love a good fireworks show?