The shape of things to come

Our eldest was invited to a party this evening, second party of the day, naturally. The funny thing was that it was in a club I used to go to many years ago. Thankfully the parents kept off the dance floor. No 23 Skidoo, no ACR, no Junkyard Band, no we are in the 21st century and the Hoochie Coochie club has gone.

So this is what we are going to hear about in the years to come. I have to say it was ear splittingly loud, our eldest and her friend wanted to leave before the finale, I advised that it was really more diplomatic to stay to the end.

Earlier on football in the garden with child #2 showing skills that are often lacking in certain teams in this country, on target passes. I think we will be working on this.

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