Today was New Year's
Eve, but we kept everything pretty low-key. We drove down to Vevey in
the morning to do some shopping and took the dog for a walk in the
afternoon. Before dinner, as a gesture towards celebration, we opened
our last bottle of 2002 Berry Bros Grand Cru Champagne (which we had
been carrying around since we left the UK).
As the new year
approached, one of the neighbours let off a bunch of fireworks in
their backyard and then Kate went to sleep. At midnight, the
fireworks in Le Mont-Pèlerin kicked off – pretty much directly
below us. I equivocated for some time about whether to actually go
outside into the snow and sub-zero temperatures to watch them and
eventually gave in to temptation – totally inappropriately dressed,
but loving the fact that I was right at firework height.
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