I can't be arsed to go. It's local, it's at a friends with all their relations - but I just want to stay in, watch Jools and go to bed. The thought of standing around until 12 to celebrate with people I don't know or care about just makes me fills me with dread.
That's it, I'm officially old. I was always first in line for a party, last to leave.
Form an orderly queue in your slippers if you're staying in tomorrow night!