Here it is January 2 and I’m only just getting to my New Year’s Eve recap. Wow, that must have been some party.
No. I hung up my New Year’s Eve party shoes years ago. It was a quiet but lovely evening. Yesterday I was in a decluttering frame of mind – I’m moving soon.
Here are some pictures from the day and night that was New Year’s Eve 2015.
Normally I’m a bit of a fireworks cynic. You know, that the money should be spent on something more useful and important.
But it is important to celebrate together as a city, to say we’ve made it to the end of another year.
We could say that fireworks are a contribution to this city’s sense of community, celebration and culture. Fireworks, fleeting by nature, are part of the joy of life. Also, tourism dollars.
Apparently this year, the Sydney fireworks were meant to be “the best ones ever!” and I have to say that as Mum and I watched it all on TV, I did notice they were even more spectacular.
And Sydney does it better than any other city – it’s the harbour, the cityscape, the attitude. Sorry Canberra.
Happy New Year to you! May 2016 be all that you want it to be.