Auld lang syne...
And, as we move into another New Year, we spend a moment or two reminiscing over the year just gone, and thinking back over (for some of us very many) New Years in the past - wondering about what its all been for - the highs, the lows, euphoria and heartbreaks, births - and deaths..... of those we love, have ever loved, and those that have in turn felt love for us.
Hopefully you are in good company, sharing with family or friends, the depth of the moment. But please pause, however briefly, to think of those who will be on their own for whatever reason, and wish them also, silently, a Happy New Year.
At times like this, you realise that wherever in the world you happen to be, whatever you are doing, your heart lies forever in Scotland...
'In another ten years time
Who can say what we'll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine...'
In 1979, ten years was a lifetime away.
It passed only far too quickly...
New Year's Eve, where auld acquaintance be forgot. Unless, of course, those tests come back positive!
A New Year's resolution is something that goes in one Year and out the other.
Hogmanay widna be the same wi'oot Rikki Fulton's 'Last Call' - this one, the very first, from 1978
40 years ago...
And the very last time, the end of an auld. auld sang. 1999
Still Game, the Hogmanay Special - A full 29 minutes.
Of all sound of all bells, the most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year.
In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship, never in want.
New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights.
For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.
Some very moving scenes in the next video...
Aye Robert, - ye didna' ken whit ye were startin' - 'tho whiles I get the thocht that ye mibbes jist did!
A very personal Happy New Year to one and all, including all of those on Facebook and Twitter, many of whom I know so very well but have never met, - but most especially to those that are on their own tonight.
Whatever last year gave you, I hope that this year is a good one for you.
From Bill Cowan, (BillDunblane)
Lianne, Kenneth, Rhiannon and Ruairidh (Cowan Aitken Stocktaking)
and my Wee School friens (The Wee School)