An eco New Year on the cliff

We do not send rockets over Eastridge. The dogs, the ridge, and the town below have had enough.

The night is lights, a K-Boodle or plated dinner, house tea, and a cup you can keep. Plant a tree with the booking if you want the year to start in soil.

Dress for wind. Arrive before ten if you want the deck, not the overflow.

The count is the city lights. They do it for us.