Hard as it may be for many of you to believe, this particular Scotsman is and always has been a complete teetotaller - never touched a drop of alcohol in my life, nosirree. So I won't be part of the drunken revels that'll no doubt be taking place all across the country (and the world) later on tonight.
I'll be tucked-up in bed well before the Bells, with my cocoa and an Annual (I'll put on my slippers and walk SALMA to the bus stop first, of course - after all, I know how to treat a lady), before settling down, hopefully, to a peaceful slumber, undisturbed by any Bacchanalian orgies occurring in my neck of the woods.
So, to all those deserving of it - have a happy and prosperous new year. See you in 2012.
Happy New Year, mate!
ReplyDeleteAnd also to you, sir.
ReplyDeleteLang may yer lum reek - McScotty
ReplyDeleteI wrote the exact same thing in a Christmas card to a former editor back in December. He had once asked me what it meant after reading it in an Alan Grant/John Wagner story.
ReplyDeleteAnd long may YOUR chimney smoke, too.
And a happy new year to you Kid.
ReplyDeleteAnd reciprocal greetings to you, Chris.
ReplyDeleteWith regard to your teetotalism,- your hard-earned has been MUCH more wisely spent! You might not have all your treasures had you pissed your money down the toilet.
ReplyDeleteIf only I had been smart enough to hang on to my original treasures, I wouldn't have had to spend so much in replacing them.
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