New Year's Eve

This day, I was in my town (Santervás de la Vega, Palencia) with my uncles, my grandparents, my parents and my brother. Luckily, my uncle didn't do anything weird, like Eucharist or read the Bible or go to denunciate the injustices. We had a good dinner, like the Christmas Eve dinner. Then, at eleven o'clock pm, all my family was running, trying to find the grapes all over the house (and it isn't very small...). A quarter to twelve, we found the grapes and we ran for sit in front of TV. At twelve o'clock, the grapes... My uncle only ate six grapes. My grandfather ate two at two. My mother was laughing, then she ate the grapes two minutes after the bell's sound.
It's my New Year's Eve and always will always be similar.