New Year in Manchester
We were going to be in Manchester, hotel was booked, as was a meal and the club that would take us on to Midnight. Being cynical I was expecting something to go wrong, and the only hint of any trouble was the barman in the club at the end of the night getting our drinks order confused. But even this worked out in our favor as we got a free round of drinks as he couldn't remember where he had put the credit card machine. Ah well, it's new year hard luck for you matey!
I was out with Saima and her friends this year, as I wasn't about to go down south to either Bristol or London and everyone in the North was doing their own thing, so I spent it with 5 women, no complaints from me. The funny thing was that I felt like the most underqualifed of all of them, with everyone either being pretty much doctors or lawyers. It was also a chance to meet some of Saima's friends.
The lack of countdown towards midnight was a bit of a letdown, and in retrospect a bit of an anti-climax as before we knew it, midnight had come and gone. But I still had a great night, plenty of alcohol, and some cocktail called a pornstar martini had me pretty drunk. But isn't that part of the fun of New Year?