Remembrance of things past

A backblip for y'all today. I had intended to post this when I got home last neet but that would have meant blipping under the influence and who knows what tragic consequences that might have had. I was out at a local drinking establishment for an official reunion with some old colleagues. And let me tell you, some of them really are old!! (Sorry David...I jest of course).
The venue was a so-called rock bar, a once regular haunt - the walls brimmed with framed photos of rock stars looking cool in black and white and the music was loud. I like loud music but these days, loud music and conversation don't go together quite as well as they used to for me. Consequently I spent much of the evening leaning over the table and saying "yoo wot? I didn't quite catch that" like a deaf ole codger. There were a few moments when lips were moving but I couldn't hear a word that was being said! Still - good times! And familiar faces too - some I hadn't seen in several years. We swopped a few memories and had a few laughs. And we reconvene in January. Hopefully a few more folks will come along to that one.
The watering hole in question operates a rather fiendish 'two for one' policy - you get two drinks for every one you buy. I am convinced this is a cunning plan to stop you noticing how much you're spending....
By the end of the evening, I had had perhaps one Godfather (=whiskey, amaretto and coke) too many and wound my home in that familiar altered state of conscious familiar to every drunk in the world - somewhat unsteady of tread in a world a little out of focus.