Cryptic factor

I had a big post all planned out about how I'm getting too old for clubbing (nightclubs, not seals.... just to clarify). It was introspective, moany and self-indulgent. Yum.

But then, this morning, I had a bolt from the blue. And, to be honest, I don't have much to say right now. My head is all over the place and I feel a bit strange. Why do boys have the ability to do that? So, instead I'll leave you with a comical (I use that term loosely) photo from Saturday night. I may or may not have been at the sauce when this was taken (hint: I definitely had been).

You were my life too.