This invitation has now been presented by two separate mothers to offspring with (and I quote) "lacklustre social lives".
With a lacklustre response generally. Personally I'm away for the last two meetings and, um, er... Jim, want to go to the pub next Wednesday?
No really, I'd rather wait for a star to fall than go. I'm not far enough down my honesty and clarity path to say why, but be asured, there are reasons.
Special Bonus Question: What is the difference between losing and loosing your heart? Best answer will get a piece of touristy tat from my trip.