The last day of the year was a quiet sort of day. A bit of packing and a good bit of time with the Gentleman Friend as I leave the next day for a busy fortnight. A lunch of oysters, and for dinner the two of us elected to go by ourselves (avec seagulls and sparrows) for fish and chips (and scallops) on the wharf. The last sunset was a beautiful one, and the year came to an end, many hours before anyone else I knew in the rest of the world.
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