Saturday, December 31, 2011
The evening saw us comically try to keep the girls up for long as possible, to 'conquer' the jet-lag. So we had the unreal experience of them wanting to go to bed and us forcing them to watch Spy Kids. But sadder than that was Liz and my inability to bring in the New Year. As our nieces' friends arrived for a young'uns party, we retired to bed and were asleep by 10pm, only to be awakened by a countdown, party-poppers and karaoke.