New Years' Eve in Londontown

Emma & Jim who are happily engaged!

Katie & Catherine

Katie & Julie on our way to the bar. Yep, you can carry an open bottle on the streets of England legally.

Julie, me & emma

Loving the colors in this picture.

Jane, Sheryl (my flatmate) & me. We had all worked 12 hrs that day, ran home, jumped in the shower, jumped in a taxi straight down south to Emma's house, got there by 9:30, walked to the bar, had a glass of champagne, rang in the New Year, looked at the watch, ran back outside to the same taxi driver, who we booked for the return journey, who had doubled his fees, and were in our beds by 1 am, after paying 90 pounds to the lucky taxi man, but divided by 3, it isn't so bad for a night out in London, then woke up the next morning & went back to work! YIKES~!

The run-on sentence should give you the full effect of what the night felt like. Over in about 3 minutes. But, we figured we couldn't be losers & be laying in our beds at midnight. It was worth every penny.