It's easy to remember things differently when you look back on them. It's easy to romanticise something, or to apply a negative emotion to it when hindsight or regret has its way. Bad things can be overlooked in favour of some fleeting happy memory. Wonderful things can be turned sour, despite meaning the wor… Read more »
Last night I went to a party for my grandmother's 80th birthday. As you would expect, it was a fairly subdued affair, especially given that the average age in the room could still have qualified for a free bus pass. But it was, nevertheless, held in a function room and there was, of course, the obligatory mob… Read more »
The other night I went to a party for a friend's birthday. It was a simple do in the function room of a working men's club, complete with dance floor, mobile disco and friends and family of the birthday girl. Among the guests were several notable beauties. And with that our scene was set.
Were I the Fonz, ap… Read more »