New Year in the New Forest

Happy New Year to you all.

I hope you all had a wonderful break (for those of you who got one). I won't regail you with stories of my drunken episodes at New Year because in fact I don’t have any. I had one bottle of Bulmers and cosied up with boyf on the couch and watched Disaster Movie. Juvinile humour which I just love. I hate going out at New Year and I refuse…REFUSE I tell you, to pay to get into my local (not that I ever go there anyway) for a hyped up, charge you double for everything, anti climax of a night which is the same as any other but with a countdown at the end of it. I hope you all had a good night though whatever you did. Sorry for my views but there you have it. Another reason for the cosy night in with only the one bottle was that me and boyf headed off to the New Forest for some chillaxing and fresh air. Something we don't have in London. Oh you don't realise it isn't there until you get some. We went to Lymington with its quaint little shops and cosy pubs. You know the type where a newbie walks in and everyone turns around to look. I really liked this place but unfortunately you can't get anywhere unless you have a car, and the Sat Nav was a godsend. How we ever managed to get around without it I don't know. I annoyed boyf a little I think with my brand new Uggs which I stupidly wore on an unexpectedly muddy ramble in the forest. There were plenty of beautiful sites to see and walks to walk so once i had changed into my trainers back at the hotel we headed back out to take some pics.