New Year's Eve, this time round, was brought in quite formally in the fashion of good ol' Queen Elizabeth II. Fully adopting the royal persona, Stanislavski-style, ensured that not a drop passed my lips and, in keeping with tradition, I delivered a Queen's speech (soon to be shared by @gazcook) to the watching-in-awe-delight of Yoko and John, Marilyn and JFK, Amy and Ozzy, Dorothy, Johny Cash, Kate Bush, Cleopatra, Spider man, Dolly Parton, Supergirl, SuperMario, 118-118 and PulpFiction stars . A right good collection of icons, if ever I saw any.
The night was wiled wistfully away in the arms of friends (see Kate Bush above) and lovers (@gazcook as Tom Daley coming to a screen near you very soon!). It was a glorious night punctuated with performances and pies. I was utterly delighted to have outed my pea-green, 1950s-vintage dress, gifted to me three years ago by a loving friend.
Happy New Year, one and all (and no, Bruce Forsyth will never be Honoured by me - that's final).
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