I'm going out to the pub with work people tomorrow night, to celebrate Colin's 21st birthday, and I choose to count this as being invited to a 21st birthday party. Regular readers will know that I consider this a mark of being cool and not over the hill and nearly thirty.
Granted, it's sort of a blanket invitation to everyone in the finance department, and not technically a party as such, but elderly people like me will take every remotely-like-a-21st-birthday-party-thing they can get.
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