NYE this year was awesome. We literally set up picnic in our friend's backyard. Marv lives in Blacktown, so getting a glimpse of the harbour fireworks was totally out of the question. His backyard, while bang centre of sprawling suburbia, is at the foot of a huge paddock - once a farm sprawling with horses and cattle, but since long abandoned. It was beautiful. The long wheat grass, the quiet, beautiful never-ending nothingness. I loved it.
On a completely different note, Marv also had a stash of contraband fireworks to celebrate to NYE. I was totally wary of this, but WOW, the fireworks were fantastic! Although he lit them expertly, that didn't stop us girls from getting a bit, um, worried? The below hilarious video was shot on my sister's phone.
Excitement slowly turns to horror:
More of Marv's awesome fireworks:
