don’t do it!!!

After spending many an evening on disastrous date after disastrous date, the final straw came when I was in a club (not having a mid-life crisis it was sons friends birthday party) and a spotty pubescent somethingager came over, wiped his nose on his sleeve and whispered the words, “You’re quite fit, fancy a bunk up?”
Realising that I wasn’t going to find loves true dream in a rave (where let’s be honest most of the people there should have More







