When 2016 became 2017, after an extra leap second was factored in, I was sat on the sofa next to Mrs Pitts watching the spectacular, if rather long, London firework display on the TV. We had sat through the Robbie Williams performance beforehand – neither of us are fans really – and to be honest wanted to get to bed!
I’ve never really been one for going out on New Year’s Eve and I don’t drink anyway, so that’s not something that is a problem. Our evening consisted of watching a film, Paul, playing a game, Dobble, and the fireworks – you can experience them in 360° below (starts about 9 and half minutes in).
