Last tube home

Boy am I glad it's the Easter weekend.

Tried a new Ceroc (Modern Jive) venue tonight. A younger crowd and some good dances. Space to move, though I still punched myself in the eye somehow.

A dash for the last tube and a wait for the last train home.

A McDonalds - the first in years.

Contemplating cracking open the chocolate eggs. Is that wrong at 1.38am?