The night the boy went out and didn't feel old

Tradition has it that the day after Boxing Day me and friends go out for an old club reunion night. We never actually went to the club when it was originally open as we are far too young but we still love it as they play old tracks and we are surrounded by older folk making us feel really good about ourselves. This year was a little different as the boy came. It took him a while to relax a bit and appreciate the eclectic mix of 80's and 90's music but soon he was up dancing and was the least willing to leave as we neared the end of the night.

We finished the night with sharing the boys dirty kebab, then bed for me and cricket till 4:30am for the boy.

A good 27th December as always!

And Greswell I know you don't follow blip but...

..get in there my son ;)