Someone tall, dark and handsome must be the first person to enter the house by the front door after midnight, must bring with him a piece of coal, and silver (this used to be a sixpence). The reason for this is that the tall dark stranger brings luck into the house, the coal means warmth throughout the coming year and the silver means the household will not be short of money for that year.

Who gets them? .... They say that prevention is best but ... that's no fun either - so, either drink loads of water before you retire/ pass out (at whatever time) or .... in the morning (afternoon/evening) when you come around again:

Have the hair of the dog - have another drink

Drink fruit juice

Eat:  If you wake up with a hangover, the best you can eat is some low-fat, but well-salted broth and drink amply mineral water after that. That equalizes the salt and fluid need under which the body suffers after drinking of alcoholic beverages. some rice pudding (loads of milk and sugar content)

Before actually getting or falling into bed, take those pain killers - Angie says this helps!

Any other suggestions ????

 

  

 

Ahhh, Robert Burns, or rather Rabbie Burns, wrote down this traditional ballad. Perhaps I should get a page up for Burns' nite? I do not need to explain the midi file For Auld Lang Syne, do I? But just in case you have forgotten the words, here they are:

CHORUS

 For auld lang syne, my dear, old long ago
 For auld lang syne,
 We'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
 For auld lang syne!
 Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
 And never brought to mind?
 Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
 And auld lang syne?

 

 And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp! pay for
 And surely I'll be mine!
 And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
 For auld lang syne!
 We twa hae run about the braes, hillsides
 And pou'd the gowans fine, pulled, daisies
 But we've wander'd monie a weary foot
 Sin auld lang syne.

 

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn, waded, stream
Frae morning sun till dine; noon, dinner-time
But seas between us braid hae roar'd broad
Sin auld lang syne.
And there's a hand, my trusty fiere! companion
And gie's a hand o thine!

And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught, goodwill drink
        For auld lang syne.