Well, it's official. My clubbing days are over. I am old.
We were at a birthday party last night, and at 11.30pm when taxi's were being booked to take everyone into the city to go to a club, we were checking our watches and making excuses to go home.
People were knocking back drinks and popping party pills in preparation for a night at a hip hop club, and we (by we I mean the folks over 30, or just about to turn 30) were deciding whether to go or not. We decided not to go because a) they were going to a hip hop club, and b) it was 11.30pm.
We were at a birthday party last night, and at 11.30pm when taxi's were being booked to take everyone into the city to go to a club, we were checking our watches and making excuses to go home.
People were knocking back drinks and popping party pills in preparation for a night at a hip hop club, and we (by we I mean the folks over 30, or just about to turn 30) were deciding whether to go or not. We decided not to go because a) they were going to a hip hop club, and b) it was 11.30pm.
