To be happy with just a cake with 40 candles to blow out (plus singing from tuneless family). Not to have week away abroad with best friends, then weekend away with family, then party in local bar with a couple of hundred of close friends, night out with work friends, night out with school friends, obviously special night away with husband , being 'spoilt rotten' etc etc. I know I may seem like a grinch but I am not six any more and it is starting to feel like weddings all over again. The pitying looks I get when I say I 'm honestly not that bothered are wearing a bit thin. Is it me?