You know that I would love to see you next year.

As the lingering hangover still attests to - almost 48 hours after it drew to a close - 2012 was the year of parties. Four weddings, a crapload of 30th parties and a baby. I think of it as a year of excess, probably because it WAS. But it was a big year - I moved out, I got a big promotion and I turned 30.

I start 2013 with rather more of me around the middle than in 2012, but with grand plans to improve everything in 2013. As a New Year's cliche, oh yes, one of my biggest resolutions is to eat healthier, and sure, a large part of that is to lose weight, but it's also because I feel ruined. It's ever so dull, but eating healthily and exercising regularly does make you feel better on the inside, as well as the outside. And with a bridesmaid's dress awaiting me by the end of next year, I'd quite like to look my best.

I don't think you should regret anything though, and I don't. It would be easy to curse myself about gorging and boozing my way through the last year, but gosh darnit, it was FUN.

I was thinking about resolutions, and also my 30 Before 30 - which I never QUITE finished - and I plan to extend it. It was much more fun working through a list of fun, achievable things, rather than huge goals like lose 100lbs or pay off all my debts or marry Channing Tatum.

So I plan to go through that this week, update where I got to with it and add some new goals for this year. I mean, Channing Tatum is already married, so that's just SILLY.

Benedict Cumberbatch, on the other hand...