A farewell to 2023

I don’t tend to celebrate New Years Eve. I haven’t gone out on New Years Eve since before my eldest son was born three decades ago and we’ve never hosted or gone to any New Years Eve parties either. I generally stay up until the year turns, wish any of my family members who are awake (my wife has usually retired hours before midnight) a happy whatever year it is to come, and then go to bed. Some wine will be drunk and some snacks consumed.

Ideally there would be something entertaining to watch on TV but, it would seem, there is rarely anything other than middle-of-the-road music and entertainment programmes being broadcast on the main terrestrial channels, none of which hold much appear. I think that TV schedulers must assume everyone is out at parties, or wants to see the New Year in with the blandest programming available. There will be a short break at midnight when everyone sets off fireworks (although only the ones in London tend to be televised and, let’s be honest, watching fireworks on TV loses some of the impact anyway. At 1pm local time today the news showed the fireworks in Sydney, Australia which went on for TWELVE solid minutes). Then the shows continue.

I might see if I can find a movie to watch.

I looked through my recent photos but couldn’t see anything that particularly suited a New Year’s Eve theme, so instead here’s a picture of a vintage bus that I spotted after I visited the My Brutal Life exhibition a couple of months ago. Someone was getting married, so the bus was bedecked with ribbons, as was a similarly vintage VW Beetle parked just out of sight to the rear of the bus. Hopefully the happy pair will enjoy their first New Year as a married couple.

A Happy New Year to you all, and I hope 2024 is a good one!

Olympus OM-1N, G-Zuiko AUTO-W 28mm f/3.5 & Ilford FP4+. Ilfotec DD-X 1+4 @ 20° 10mins.

Taken 21 October 2023.