Posted by Christina Brooke Dec 11 2013, 1:53 am
The Greatest Lover Ever is coming out on 31 December, so I thought it was appropriate to ask you all how you celebrate New Year’s Eve. Yes, I know we haven’t had Christmas yet, but we can all continue to stress about that later. Let’s talk party time now!
I remember the first New Year’s Eve I actually stayed up until midnight. Both my parents are only children so I’ve never had cousins. However my mother was always close to her own cousins and they and their children stayed with us one year, having driven all the way up to Brisbane from Sydney. My second cousins’ father was Swiss and their dog only spoke French, so instead of telling her to sit, you had to say “assis!” I thought this was terribly exotic. Monique, Piers and Pascal were terrific fun.
We stayed up all night, drank champagne (a moderate amount) hopped in and out of the pool, then ran up the hill to watch the fireworks that exploded over the city at midnight.
At university, it was all about finding the best party to go to on New Year’s. I have to say, this is when I began to grow a tad disenchanted with the whole concept. There was always such a big build-up to the night and I can’t recall too many that lived up to expectation. There was one particularly miserable evening when I was trapped at an open air rock concert in the pouring rain. The concert featured a bunch of mediocre bands and one band my friends and I really wanted to see, which of course played at the end.
Fast forward a few years and I began having quieter but more enjoyable gatherings at friends’ houses. For some reason, the men developed a tradition whereby they were obliged to run stark naked to the nearest body of water and jump in when the clock struck midnight. One year, that body of water happened to be the Brisbane River, which is not a river you want to be jumping into at all, much less naked. A short time later, someone spotted sharks in the vicinity. That could have been ugly!
I tried Grange Hermitage for the first time on New Year’s Eve in 2000. It also happened to be the night after my now husband proposed to me, so it was a special time. I have to say, I am not qualified to distinguish a glass of Grange from another very good shiraz that doesn’t cost $400 a bottle or more, but it was an experience. Needless to say, no one got inappropriately naked that night. We were growing more civilized…
Now, the family is usually at the beach for New Year’s. We might order takeaway from somewhere nearby or have a barbecue on the deck overlooking the ocean and toast the new year with champagne. We often ask family or friends up, but often as not, we’re in bed asleep when the countdown to midnight begins.
This year, I’ll be counting down until THE GREATEST LOVER EVER is released rather than counting in the new year. I hope that when you’re thinking of celebrating 2014 you think of Beckenham and Georgie and raise a glass to them!
So what about you? Does the way you celebrate the new year now differ from when you were in your teens and twenties? Do you have a special celebratory meal or drink? (Yes, I’m always interested in the food angle!) And the big one–have you been inappropriately naked on New Year’s Eve? Come on, you can tell Aunty Christina! Although nothing X-rated please. We’re a family blog!
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