We were planning a quiet New Years Eve, but it didn't turn out like that. Sebastian had already gone off to Greece with his grandparents. It turned out that Ian and Carole (from the University) - who we'd been trying to catch up with for ages - could only make New Years Eve, so we invited them for dinner. Of course, there's no point in cooking dinner for a small number of people, so we rustled up a few others to make a party.
I do recommend the hottub - we use ours much more than we ever thought - even given the British weather. Middle of the night (with outside lights on), freezing and snowy, breezy, showers, all can be ignored, since the water is so warm. Just strong winds and heavy rain which preclude its use. Of course, you do get a fair bit of practice in running back to the conservatory! I'm not much of a swimmer myself, so this is just right for me - a sort of warm wet lounge, really.
At least one of our friends was so impressed that he went out and got one himself! He suffers from occasional muscle and joint problems (he's only 26, and immensely strong, but may have damaged himself when younger), and finds the play of the jets really effective in easing his stiffness.
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