Down the mountain we went, dressed in our finest 'smart casuals', to a party in Asterley where 22 people sat down to dine by candlelight. What a wonderful feast it was, complemented by excellent company.
The old year slipped away and we greeted 2008 with fusillades of crackers, party poppers and fizz. Glasses were raised with new friends - and old friends remembered too. Across the valley in Minsterley fireworks lit the sky - a cue for the family's dogs to slink indoors and quiver under tables. Dogs don't do celebrations do they?
Resolutions? None I'm afraid. Things seem fine the way they are. Maybe next year.