There is always that same handful of us, because staying in with the kids means we don't get out and meet new people anymore. The same spread of food, because everyone likes curry, crisps and cheesecake (don't they?). The same music, because we all nostalgically sit smiling, nodding our heads in unison to 90's chart-toppers that sound, quite frankly, embarrassing on any other day of the year.
10 seconds to midnight. Party poppers at the ready. Three...two...one... mine didn't pop.
Cheering! Singing! Someone falls over in the group hug. Same again next year? Of course, same again every year.