Maybe I should start designing party hats for locked hair

My sister insisted that we all wore hats at my very small New Year's Eve party. In fact, it was also my sister who insisted that I had the party in the first place! Of course everybody thought it was hilarious that my hat wouldn't, actually I mean couldn't fit on my head properly. My ill-fitting crown didn't stop me enjoying myself; I laid on a mean buffet and made cocktails to order - the perfect hostess!
When Big Ben struck midnight, we all stood in a circle holding hands and sang a chorus of Auld Lang Syne. At JB's request, we then watched the London firework display on the television.
A great way to see the new year in.