We had an enjoyable Hogmanay and Nye mixed us some drinks. At one point Bryn observed it was “twenty to twenty twenty two”. Shane and I had heard fireworks earlier in the evening and seen some in Manchester, which is visible on the walk from the canal to their flat, on our way over, so we went out and there were some big ones going off in nearby gardens and lots of very large ones in Manchester, so we were surrounded. It was so mild my hand wasn’t even cold holding a glass to toast in the new year, while watching them all.