Last night was my third night club experience ever. The first time was back in 2003 and the second 2004.
Dancing is never my thing, but under the influence of alcohol, I believe anyone can dance, in a way, even for someone like me. My friend Kate said that I wasn’t too bad for my third time, and that I danced better than most of the girls in the dance floor. Maybe she was being honest, or maybe she was just being kind, but anyway, we had a great time last night, and it has been an extremely glorious day today that we had lovely scones and sandwiches under the sun. What a gold-framed weekend we had!