I spent New Year in Borth, as I did three years ago, with my brother and his partner. I'm usually tucked up in bed by midnight, but managed to flop over the line into 2019 last night, and was rewarded with a crowd of huggy people spilling from pub to street (Borth has three of the former but only one of the latter), hearing a kilted piper, watching fireworks and bonfires on the beach, and so on. It's a lively place to see the new year in, considering it has only 2,000 inhabitants. Lately, this includes an amazing cinema, the interior of which I highly recommend should you find yourself in Hinterland country.
I caught no sight of the sun for the three days I was there, but it didn't really matter. Between drinking and eating, there were always the dependable charms of the great sea and the great bog.
Most interesting, I met a Lithuanian jeweller (partner of my brother's partner's nephew) who told me that Lithuania was pagan as late at the 1380s. I had no idea! (Did you?) This needs looking into.