Last post of my early twenties

Tomorrow morning, I'll wake up and, in the eyes of the law at least, I'll be 26 years old (I was born at 9.30pmish, so strictly speaking...). I'll finally have to admit I'm closer to thirty than twenty (though that's been true for almost a year already). But, like Canute desperately trying to hold back the sea, I'll be having a party tomorrow evening, and I'll keep up the denial that I'm an adult for another few hours. Perhaps we'll play pass the parcel?