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Christmas has begun. Last night there were four parties to choose from but, having done four in one night once before and then realised I was no longer in the first flush of journalistic youth, I skipped three and opted for the James Bond party at Hush.

‘Cocktails will be served from eight,’ said the invite, but when we got there it turned out that ‘cocktails’ comprised a choice of red wine, white wine or beer. I suppose you could have mixed them all together to create your own particular headache in a glass, but that doesn’t really fit the ‘cocktail’ bill.

So, no Martini, shaken or otherwise.

And what about the theme? Well, they had two TVs - one at either end of the room - showing Goldfinger and The Spy Who Loved Me, each with the sound muted so we could hear the Bond soundtrack CD they’d slapped on in the background. There was an Odd Job lookie-likie and a Hale Berry facsimile, a gun carved out of ice in one corner and… well, actually, that was it.

That’s not to say it was a bad party. I actually had a really good time, ate some unhealthy greasy food and I met up with Will, who I’ve not seen in - well, months.

I’m wondering, though, what those other three parties might have been like.

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