My lazy assed New Years Eve.

That's the brilliant thing about living in a city where Hogmanay party options are on every corner. You can pop out at about 11.30, visit a couple of local bars, drink, laugh, kiss and hug your way into the New Year, and get a snap of some Calton Hill fireworks into the bargain.

I hope you all have a wonderful and fulfilling 2015, you sexy, sexy bastards.