Oh the joys of staying in and not having to go to all those horrible noisy discos/clubs/bars all full of people 20 years younger!
Oh my God, please don’t make me go out on a night out. Don’t make me go out out. I’m very almost 42 year of age and I’ve finally come to the conclusion, I fucking hate going out. Now, don’t get me wrong, this isn’t an anti-social piece. I love socialising. I love my friends. I love getting together with them for a gossip discussion about world politics and down bucket loads of pinot grigio enjoy a tipple or two with them, BUT going out into the outside world and rubbing shoulders with strangers just isn’t my ideal way to spend my spare time anymore.
I’ve been thinking about my favourite social appointments that I’ve had over the last year and which ones I’ve enjoyed the most. Every single one of them has involved being inside a home rather than actually being out.
1) A Halloween party- at a friend’s…
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Stevie Turner 
I’m laughing, David, but it’s true. I love my flatties!
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I have an idea I might well empathise with this young lady were it not for the fact that I’m past the mid 60’s and don’t get to socialise any more, no Ethel, funerals aren’t socialising. Trouble is,the alcohol habit slipped away a long time ago and I was never entirely comfortable drinking at home, I always thought it tasted better on a social night out.
To be fair, get your night’s in at friends houses while you can and keep the flatties on to prepare you for the slippers and the days when your social events involve wearing black.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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