NYE 05

Nick drove me down to Pouldu Beach for a mini stroll. When trying to find mini lunch in a nearby town we popped into a newsagent to purchase some postcards we saw an amazing bit of eye candy. He was the shopkeeper’s teenage son who had stunning dark features, enticing smile with a fit body to match. In a few years time I hope he manages to leave the countryside to become a successful model in the city. When this happens I will then be able to accidentally bump into him backstage at some fashion soiree whilst looking for the DJ (who just happens to be one of my best mates). Our eyes would momentarily stare at each other and ahem....I think all you sex&the city-ites better start thinking about outfits to wear to our wedding bash.

When we finished tarting up the lounge into our casino new years theme we all got dressed up for our NYE evening. Most people’s outfits were in classic black. Uncle Ben came up with this stripy charcoal grey top shop version of a kilt.

Something which I’ve never tried before was having a Raclette dinner. This is basically an electric hot plate where we able to chuck various pieces of veg and meat onto. Underneath the hot plate was where you placed the Racellte cheese in various triangle dishes to get it to melt into a fondue texture.

Celebrated at midnight French time with further glasses of champagne, sugar sniffing, photo posing and jumping around to cheesy muzak. Not quite managing a full gathering for midnight UK time I think we peaked too early.