Night clubbing has undergone a radical change in recent years.

The club scene has had many different faces. From tea dances, jazz and the dancehall days of swing and the big bands through the basements and caverns of the sixties to acid house, rave, megaclubs and the Ibiza beach club phenomenon the past hundred years have been all about the clubs.

Since the turn of the 21st century things have taken a different course however. Since the banking crisis and the worldwide financial crash the rising cost of living has seen a fall in the number of clubbers out and about into the early hours on a weekend.

Previous generations would be popping pills and partying the weekend away but a panel of experts has found that millennials are far more likely to snuggle up on the sofa with their cat and make themselves a steaming cup of Ovaltine.

Professor Andy Innit from the Institute for Research told us “Today’s young adults have a great deal more to worry about than their predecessors. For example, a twenty five year old man in 1995 would finish work on a Friday, go straight to the pub to meet his mates and get on it, simple. Before he goes clubbing, today’s twenty five year old man has to go to the gym before heading home to change into a clean pair of skinny jeans and v-neck tighty-whitey, go through his skincare routine, groom and wax his beard, put his hair into a man bun and guzzle down a quick protein shake before he can even think about stepping out of the door. It just isn’t feasible to keep up that amount of work on a regular basis.

“Add to this the fact that a good night out in any major city costs more than my first car and the fact that the UK’s late night public transport system is virtually non-existent, it simply isn’t worth it.”

The study found that millennials are much happier with a night in, a box set and a hot milky drink followed by a moonlit stroll and a nice early night.

At least that’s what they told their mum.

Thomas Thomas is Sub-Editor for The Rochdale Herald. Thomas is proud to support such causes as "Cornwall for Jam First" and "Drop Scones Not Bombs". His personal motto is "Fuck it, why not?"