Went out last night (technically last night anyway - I am meaning Saturday night) with my Cousin, all was going well, we went for a lovely meal and then on to a club...next time I get this idea someone remind me it is a bad one and I won't enjoy it! I am clearly getting old, but give me a nice pub, quiet-ish bar with good company and good conversation anyday!

The club was a nightmare! Was okay to begin with, well, until the hen parties all descended on the place anyway! Was just the type of place I used to like going to until they all arrived. It was cheesy music (70's, 80's, 90's, but not much recent crap) and real singalong stuff, which was brilliant, just what we were both looking for, but then it all of a sudden got REALLY busy and crowded, like WAAAY too crowded. I know clubs are meant to be busy, but this was unbearable and it was far too hot as well...and to add insult to injury we had guys chatting us up who were old enough to be our fathers! AND I wasn't interested at all so I was just plain ignoring them! OH GOD I also had a boy racer, ned type try to chat me up too, who looked about 16, told me he was 21, tried to tell me he was a pilot, thought I was a lawyer for some unknown reason, had faaaaar too much hair gel in his hair and was far too pissed, but kept doing the wank gesture at me - LOVELY! *sarcasm* If he had done the blow job one I think I would have knocked him clean out but never mind...poor wee boy he'll learn one of these days. Why are guys sooooooooo lovely nowadays??? I mean I honestly don't mind talking to Duncan about his cock or my boobs, but if a guy comes up to me and makes a comment about either piece of anatomy and I just want to knock them out! Do they really think it impresses females???

Anyway, we left there pretty soon after it turned into a game of sardines and went back to her house and had a chat about life, her travels to Australia, our family over there, love life etc...and she asked me who is going to be next after Duncan. ERM...HELLO NO ONE...HEART IS SET...SOULMATE HAS BEEN FOUND!!! I didn't get grumpy and shout and whine, which I would normally do when someone says something to me that I don't like, I just explained calmly that Duncan and I get along very well, explained to her about Sunday (kidnap) and luckily that topic of conversation ended there...I was meant to be staying at her house tonight, but dappy cow that I am managed to leave my nightime insulin sitting on my bed when it really should have been in my rucksack, so had to get a Taxi from hers to mine and I am going back round for Harry the Honda later today...in fact that's a point...bedtime for me...Rant is over...