When much younger I used to go to Weymouth for NYE to meet up with some mates in the RAF. Everyone in the town would go out in fancy dress with water pistols and pubs were free to get into. Loads of snogs with random girls at midnight and a guarenteed bonk. Great times .... ruined now by...
As I've got older I've got less and less fussed about NYE. This year will be spent in rural France with Mrs W and Miss W along with some cheese and a decent red. I'll probably be in bed well before midnight ...... and probably without a strap-on !