Cavorting #1

It was a fun night for the Pensioner crew at the local speakeasy. We got seats near the front too. Drink and mirth flowed in equal measure. I took the usual range of blurry snaps and now, the following day with my tiny iPhone screen and travel glasses half way down my nose I will select one to upload. Tomorrow when I have ceased cavorting like a young un, I shall look at it large and groan, in all probability.