We saw in 2026 with a proverbial bang at a house party thrown in style by two of our favourite village people. It was a banter-filled evening of merriment, with never-empty glasses, great grub and terrific company. As the midnight hour approached, Big Ben chimed in the New Year and we all crossed hands for an exuberant, if well-oiled, rendition of ‘Auld Lang Syne’. Thank you to our generous hosts with the most; you know who you are.
The following day, nursing the first hangover of 2026 (one of many to come, no doubt), we watched London’s epic New Year’s fireworks display – the largest in Europe – on the BBC iPlayer. As usual, the Mayor put on a spectacular pyrotechnic extravaganza of shock and awe. ‘How do they do that?’ said Liam.

London had a vital story to tell and it came through loud and clear – a profound message of fairness and inclusion in troubling times, a city of hope and a place for everyone – the perfect antidote to the flag-shaggers who diminish us all. Amen to that. Cue the video…
Happy new year to the two of you! I was in bed and asleep before nine. That is midnight for 79 year olds.
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Thank you. I know what you mean. We were exhausted the next day. Early night, next time 🙂
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What a moving piece! Your portrayal of the city as a ‘City of Hope’ is both refreshing and deeply inspiring. Beautifully written!
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Thank you. I appreciate it 🙏😄
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Magnificent! We loved being in London two years ago. Absolutely need the hope.
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We certainly do. It seems to be in short supply these days 😦
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