Fancy Dress

New Year's Eve is characterised by fancy dress....how else would I know that the visit to my local Bradford pub was different to any other day of the year.



This year (like every year) my Bradford friends and I had no idea what to wear. In the pub (yes the same one that we are to frequent on the Eve) I made an executive decision to be pirates. I bought two piratey?shirts and was ready to capture the treasure until we went to the fancy dress shop and saw the nun costumes. We are going to be NUNS. Correction, my friends are going to be sexy nuns, I thought this was a little over optimisitic for the monkey so the monkey will infact be a red nun. A nun wearing red - nothing more exciting than that.


I am not bitter about not being a pirate, I can wear the pirate shirts anytime and I was advised by the travel company to wear a headscarf in Morocco (my holiday in January)...headscarf sorted. Details of the night to follow.

BTW: The picture has no significance or connection to this rambling (other than Bradford). I am still facinated by my camera.

I am sorry. I got a camera for Christmas...the monkey was the only thing to photgragh.

New Year's Day

Why is it that after Christmas I have no idea of the date or day? I admit that through the year I have some problems with days and dates (especially near birthdays) but this does not last long.

The period between Christmas and New Year is very confusing. The names of days start to change - it is no longer Monday and Tuesday but Christmas Eve and Boxing Day and before I know it I haven't clue where I am. I begin to wonder what the football scores are doing on and whether I am supposed to be at work or not. You can't mix the day numbering system with day naming, damn confusing.

Every day needs its own name - starting with the 6 June which will now be named Monkey Day and I am sure you will all dress appropriately. Hmmmm...thinking in progress for other days.