Three Reasons why Old Men Shouldn't Dance

Curse this digital age. You get dragged off to a party for one of your trouble and strifes friends husbands. Because it's your wife, and you never pay any attention to owt she has to say, or who she socialises with, you arrive at said shindig not having a scooby doo who anybody is, but everybody else knows everybody else. Solution? Copious amounts of Guiness. Of course after sticking to this plan for three hours ones inhibitions become some what loosened. Because it's a fortieth, the DJ starts to play old records from your youth. Your feet start tapping, and you even begin to sing along. All of a sudden Golden Rule #16 "Do not dance once passing the age of 35" is forgotten. Another two pints of the black stuff are seen off and before you know it you are in the middle of the dance floor surrounded wide eyed youngsters with their chins on the floor, peering out from behind fingers, as "Prince Charming" by Adam and the Ants blares out;


The look of sheer concentration on the last one is quite frightening..