As the biggest and probably most expensive night of the year in most clubbing fans diary, plans are usually pencilled in way in advanced for New Years Eve. However, me being me of course left it to the last minute to make and for a long while it looked like I had a date in with my Nan, Grandad and Jools Holland.

Luckily I got my arse into gear at the very last minute and got tickets for Countdown in Nottingham. As I’ve admitted before I’m not a huge Drum n’ Bass and with a line-up that would of leave most DnB heads foaming at the mouth, I was sceptical also feeling robbed at paying 38 quid for a ticket but felt it was my only option.

I hate the way Club promoters use New Year as a way of bleeding us all dry, knowing that were all going to give in and pay the ridiculous tickets and drinks prices in fear of missing out potentially on the best night of our year.

I kicked off the standard NYE preparations on totally the wrong foot by making the serious error of dying my hair a luminous red and staining my scalp and hair line, just hours before I was meant to be out and there I was standing in the bathroom looking like a disgruntled member of the munch bunch. I tried my best to hide this mishap with foundation and carried on getting ready, spending a good 35 minutes starring blankly at my wardrobe, eventually picking a T shirt from small Polish Brand MisBehave which I absolutely love and a pair of mesh leggings.

A model looking much better in my wonderful T-shirt.

Despite being New Years I really didn’t feel the need to make to much of an effort knowing that by about half 11 most people wouldn’t even remember their own names let alone what I was wearing.

Countdown was being held over 4 venues, Stealth, Rescue Rooms, The Rig and Rock City, we headed to the latter first to see Logistics and they blew my mind, you of found me a sweaty mess right at the front. Caught a bit of Caspa in the Rig, back into Rock City for the Countdown with High Contrast, which was of course amazing, the venue had reached its capacity of 2500 and had the best atmosphere ever!

The rest of the acts I saw after this were a bit of a let down, Scratch Perverts failed to impress playing pretty much the exact same set that they did a couple of months back when they were in Notts and the finale of the night Annie Mac was absolutely pants, playing a completely average set.

I appreciate she’d already played in London and Leeds but she just looked like didn’t even want to be there, If you can’t hack it don’t bother man!

Even so I can’t say that the previous two events put any sort of a downer on my night, and even though my lovely new purse defiantly felt the strain I undeniably had the best New Year Eve I’ve ever had, and If its anything to go by 2010’s gonna be a gooden!

Ticket:£38.00
Eyelashes (which I ripped off after about 17 minutes of being out):£5.00
Petrol (to get to Nottingham): £25.00
Money spent on drinks:£50.00
Taxi home:£5.00
Essential KFC the morning after:£5.29

Total:£128.29
OUCH!