I stopped doing anything but recently started going out for dinner and then to the local for the bells. Quite enjoy it having hated new year in my youth.
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I stopped doing anything but recently started going out for dinner and then to the local for the bells. Quite enjoy it having hated new year in my youth.
I have great memories of Hogmanay in my youth. In the city centre/southside there was always three or four house parties going on and youd often sway from one to another as the night progressed. As job and kids came along and staying up late got harder and harder, the whole event became less important for the older ones, which us how it should be. The corporate purchase of the Edinburgh Hogmanay brand by first Richard Branson in the 90s and then by successive ******s meant the while event has changed beyond all recognition. (I went to Pulp in the gardens last year and it was a good night so i suppose i shouldnt complain).
Friends are having a house party this year so im hoping to stay up till maybe 2 before retreating home.
I'd always go out when I was younger either to clubs or party's
With young kids now we've often debated doing something a bit more substantial and sending the kids to grandparents but generally it's low key
My eldest (13) goes off to her dad's for a few days so we usually just get a takeaway (contemplating going out for a meal this year) and have a few drinks. Last year our middle child (6 at the time) came downstairs around 11pm and wanted to get involved so we brought in the bells and danced and sang around the living room with her which was pretty special. I suspect we'll do similar again this year tbh
For those looking for Black Bun try Crombies at Broughton St. Just checked their website & it doesn't say it's sold out. Worth a call in the morning.
Currently uptown now and the weather doesn’t seem to be that bad?Quote:
Originally Posted by patch1875
As a kid growing up Christmas was a build up to the New Year, doors open and folk just going from stair to stair partying, my mum and dad would go awol for days, we would have Happy Howden at the house and the odd Hibs player would make an appearance, it was great, folk giving you change out there pockets, I will say good times, as I got older it was up town to the Tron for the bells and the Royal Mile would be packed and then it was back home to someone’s house, the doors were no longer left open due to imo drug addicts sneaking in to houses and stealing stuff, as I got older it would be parties that did last for days at my missus mums house, ask R & S about the parties at there grannies house, crazy stuff and then we would head to mates house for absolute benders where you could let the hair down :greengri, now it’s just another day to me, don’t drink anymore and hate being in company with other loud drunk folk, getting old you see, a few spliffs will do me for tonight, have a good one. :thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Pretty much the same as other years .. see in the new year with the family and have a few beers .
We had friends over for dinner earlier. Family for dinner tomorrow. I couldn't give 2 ****s whether I'm awake or not come midnight.
A pointless endeavour.
All the best a'body.x
Hardly pointless. If you are up at midnight with family or loved ones it is as good an excuse to be together as any other.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sylar
We also had dinner.
All the best to you too.
Think the organisers have overreacted. It’s windy but the fireworks and concerts have been held in worse conditions.
I suppose they can only go on the advice given…the advice was well OTT by the looks of it though. Nothing worse than a strong breeze with the occasional gust of not very much.Quote:
Originally Posted by SteveHFC
Shame as sure it ruined a lot of people’s plans.
Have to agree. The wind speeds were never going to be over 45mph on the day, which in Scotland is classed as a good drying day. It's Scotland, it's winter. Just get on with it.Quote:
Originally Posted by SteveHFC
Cancelling was absolutely the right decision. Also replicated in other cities like Newcastle. The weather was atrocious early this morning and conditions were definitely dangerous, barriers getting ripped off and chucked around.Quote:
Originally Posted by SteveHFC
You have to make a decision early sometimes. I remember it being cancelled well into the evening in the early 00s and it was carnage in town. People were already gathered on Princes Street and in the days before widespread social media and when phone signals went a bit sketchy on Hogmanay there was a real lack of information. That kind of uncertainty creates incidents.
I do have a bit of an objection to the company who rake in a fortune from Hogmanay in Edinburgh telling people to stay at home altogether though. Pubs, clubs and restaurants desperately need people going out and about and if people choose to gather in the streets between pubs or parties, as they did for decades before we were charged to enter our own city centre, then it's really none of their business.
Just seen that, who do they think they are.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
We were unsure on what to do last night so ended up with my sister in law and her 3 down with us for a sleepover.
Kids were all sound and went to bed by half 8, we cooked a lamb leg with dauphinois potatoes and tender-stem (or Tory broccoli), drank a bottle of gin and a couple of bottles of fizz between us, went to bed at 1 and woke up reasonably fresh.
SIL is usually on her own on NYE as brother in law is a musician so is playing for the bells, think we might make it a wee tradition going forward.
I think it was cancelled as the weather was worse on the 30th which meant they couldn't complete the setup safely.
Also, nobody in their right mind is going to ignore advice saying there could be a danger to either those setting up or attending. If they ignored that and went ahead and it resulted in someone being seriously hurt or worse, they'd very likely be looking at serious charges.
We ended up having our neighbours round.
Thoroughly enjoyable night, more sociable than I’m used to being these days but pleasant nonetheless.
A good few bottles of Prosecco, beer and Oatnog polished off between us with all manner of snacks that I’d been sent out for earlier.
My partner’s in a great mood today. I think she likes it when I get dragged out of being in a room on my own.
Quite pleasant, almost unscripted and a fairly pleasant surprise.
They've had a whole year to get it ready :greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by Since90+2
Drank wine, whisky and beer, cuffed the missus at Uno and Outsmarted, stayed up for the bells listening to music and went to bed shortly after. Perfect.
The weathers been **** for a year to be fair.Quote:
Originally Posted by BroxburnHibee
Christmas has always been king for my family. More of a sense of escapism from the norm and I like the way you lose track of what day it is. My in-laws were bigger on new year but that's kind of fizzled out as older relatives have passed on and now new year just feels a slightly depressing attempt to stave off the return to reality. New Year's Day itself always seems especially flat.
Much prefer Boxing Day, probably about the best day of the year for sport and the boozer is usually bouncing.
We should reclaim the streets next year. Don't let some corporate shyster tell us where we can't go in our own city. Irvine Welsh will lead us. To the Tron!Quote:
Originally Posted by SteveHFC
Isn't Irvine still a resident of Miami?Quote:
Originally Posted by heretoday
I see they made a black bun on New Year bake off with Scottish contestants
Best day of the year for me.Quote:
Originally Posted by HUTCHYHIBBY
Changed loads over the years. For a long time it was an all day sesh with the boys, now we meet for a few pints every 2nd year to keep the tradition alive but not totally **** off our partners.
On the other years my parents take the kids to the panto so me and the wife go out for a few drinks and we each pick a couple of horses for the racing.
Surprised that the authorities allowed that, seems a tad extreme. 🤭Quote:
Originally Posted by Trinity Hibee