This is the first Hogmanay I've spent alone. I hope it's the last. I miss spending it in Scotland with my gran, mum and dad. I even miss it years ago when my uncle would be there, but then he started inviting my brother to his house and not me, so I never saw him at new year. We'd get everything tidy, lie out a table of drinks and make loads of food and sweets. Then there'd be Chewin' The Fat and Still Game on tv, which we always looked forward to. Last year I spent it with my parents and our neighbours drinking Moscow mules. I just heard a firework.