A hard day's night...
Well what a weekend that was. The husband and I are very good at thinking that two nights out on the bounce won't be an issue. I mean, we are young at heart, so what's the issue? Well, we may be young at heart, but we are super old where the feet are concerned and an early night is sometimes more appealing than yet another night out. Surprisingly, we managed the two nights out with great aplomb, reaching the giddy heights of 11.00pm before caving which I feel is fairly respectable. Friday found us at a Madness concert with daughter number two and Jolly Sock Man's lovely parents. This gave the husband and JSM's father the excuse they needed to jump around with several thousand other middle aged gentlemen, while their womenfolk held the drinks and tapped their feet along to the songs. The band was great - there is nothing better than watching live music with like minded folk in the warm sunshine and the husband thoroughly enjoyed himself with some excellent limb