Ten years ago today, I was…

[almostwitty]

stumbling across Edinburgh’s Hogmanay celebrations with my mates including Sheff01, watching a couple of Turkish guys begging every woman around them for a kiss, and not getting any. Then again, I wasn’t getting any kisses either.

The best moment though, was coming up to the police barriers – due to sheer numbers, you had to have a special ticket to be allowed into the street celebrations – and watching one woman screaming “I’m pregnant! Let me through!”. So eventually the barriers were raised, and a lady with a large stomach was let through. Once she was past the policemen and the barriers, she lifted her shirt to reveal a six-pack of beers – she pulled one out, opened it, and went on her merry way.

At the stroke of midnight, the fireworks were unleashed over Edinburgh Castle – followed by the fine ash/gunpoweder glittering all our faces. Which beats the year after, when I had to duck and cover from hundreds of bottles thrown over Westminster Bridge on December 31, 2000.

Never mind all that, what you really want to know is what Doctor Who and sci-fi writers (including Russell T Davies, Steven Moffatt were doing on Millennium Eve…

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[travelsintown.livejournal.com]

God, ten years since the Millennium NYE. Where have ten years gone.

I started the evening off in my housemates restaurant getting drunk on cocktails and champagne, shagged the head chef in the kitchen much to eveyones horror, took him back to the house with me (very nearly having sex on the tube). Got told off by other housemate because we were supposed to be sober and home much earlier helping her sort the place out for houseparty. Snogged someones boyfriend in the loo, had more sex with head chef, took copious amounts of drugs and have no idea what actually happened at midnight. Spent threee days recovering.

This year I shall be home alone contemplating my rubbish lovelife.

[almostwitty]

Blimey.

Well, I'll probably be home alone too with a sniffly nose. To be honest, most New Years have been a right disappointment. Never shagged anyone randomly or anything!

[travelsintown.livejournal.com]

I lost my virginity on NYE. Was hoping to be celebrating that later. Sigh.
Generally NYE has been a disappointment to me too.
Keep off the old Baileys though huh.