Written by Just been for a drink at the Rivenhall Hotel to celebrate with Paul the fact that he has left Joal Leisure – he’s off to be a copper in the Met!
Ah, no-one to insult now… they’ve all buggered off to Chicago’s and I’ve come home. When sober the mere thought of clubbing fills me with loathing, but get a few drinks down me and I actually start to like the idea – as long as it’s kinda like a party night and not hardcore dance – that just does my head in!
Might have to start opening my mind to the possibility of clubbing before I get too old and start dropping the kids!
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