In Spain they don't sing auld langs syne. thats a strange thing to do here. What they do do is stuff a grape into their mouth for each of the last 12 seconds of the year....which is quite hard to do so i am very happy i managed to do it and get a photee of everyone else at the same time. PRO. And then at midnight every kisses and hugs with a mouthful of grapes. It's rather splendid.
Also splendid was our sixties themed partay. Una was over and gave it socks. Kike and Vicki and Diego came from Zaragoza. Our house was invaded for 20 minutes by a million drunk french people i didn't know but then they left.
Such fun.
FEAST!!!!!!!!!!
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Yay!
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