Time say goodbye to the old year and usher in the new.....
In less then 4 hours, it will be 2007.
Where did 2006 go? Didn't I just celebrate it recently? Time doesn't just fly. It zoomed by in a supersonic jetplane.
Is anyone making new year resolutions? I've never really done any New Year resolution. Perhaps because instinctively I know that I wouldn't really follow it through. But losing 2 inches off my ever-increasing waist would be nice.
January 2006

This was part of my FIL's garden, covered in snow.


It has only a couple of roads and one restaurant/pub/ eating place. The post office opens only ony alternate days I think. And yes, everyone does know everyone.
In Dalrymple, Scotland, we stayed in this lovely 100 years old pub, Kirkton Inn. I feasted on my English breakfast (I wrote about my love for this breakfast here), whereas hubby enjoyed the range of whiskey available there to the fullest.

I was looked upon with much curiosity, though they try to do it as discreetly as possible, unlike Singaporeans, who often gaped at hubby when he ventures into the heartland areas.

I read that it gets really crowded during Summer. But on that day in the cold winter, there was only a handful of people out there...mostly walking their dogs.

Instead of flying into the Heathrow airport and spending time in London, we flew to Manchester this time. I like Manchester. Not as buzzing as London perhaps. But that means it was also less stressful. It had a more 'homey' feel.

One last note before I finish off with Janaury, did you know that Robert Burns was born in Ayr, Scotland? Robert who? Don't know who he is? Perhaps you know this poem?
Red, red rose
O my Luvs's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
No, then perhaps you'll find the song being played on my blog vaguely familiar?
Auld Lang Syne. The song that's played practically everywhere on New Year's Eve. Only that this was the orginal version. If you like this song, you can check out the album here
Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, (Should old aquantaince be forgot)
And never brought to mind? (And never remembered?)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, (Should old aquantaince be forgot)
And auld lang syne! (For old long ago)
For auld lang syne, my dear (For old long ago, my dear)
For auld lang syne. (For old long ago)
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet, (We will take a cup of kindness yet)
For auld lang syne. (For old long ago)
Lyrics credit: Robert Burn official site
Altogether now......
For auld lang syne, my dear (For old long ago, my dear)
For auld lang syne. (For old long ago)
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet, (We will take a cup of kindness yet)
For auld lang syne.
February
The all important Chinese New Year. I always make it a point to go down to Chinatown. Somehow CNY doesn't seemed like CNY if I don't visit Chinatown and jostle with all the crowd there.



But it is really nicer than the other brands. Yummy!

Men on parade...the men in my life...
This year, shortly after CNY, I did one of the craziest thing in my life. I went on a climbing trip. Though I'm not sure I'll do it again, I have no regrets and enjoyed every single minute of it...after it was over and I could sit down and reflect upon it of course. Hehe!


To read about my climb, read Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3
March
Hmm... there was no photos...so no major events. What I didn't do anything special?
But as I read my blog.. I realised I had lunch with one of bestest friend. I worked. I went to the gym. I spent time with hubby.
Sometimes it's a joy to be just normal and ordinary. Doing the routine things can be special too... when you're healthy and am surrounded by loved ones.