The morning after…

    It began with a laden table and a couple of welcome blow-ins. It ended at 4am with people taking photos of their nostrils.

    nye

    And very early on, the keg was drained. We estimated that it had contained about 102 pints.

    The amount of pints in our keg

    There was general surprise that the hangovers weren’t more severe. Opinions of “How many charades can we fit into the last ten minutes of the year?” were mixed and thankfully blurry.


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