The pounding effervescence of music, began at last to fade just a little, as I tried to remember the instructions of where the bathroom could actually be found. Having stolen the chance for a smoke outside, in order to pause and reflect, it had indeed been a good night so far, a chance to unwind from the rigours of a hard week at work, with a growing flock of like-minded conspirators, determined to take a deep breath, and just at least, have one fucking good night to escape the grey and dull mundane frustrations of everyday existence. And what better way, than a friend of a friend having whispered that their best friend’s cousin’s girlfriend knows a colleague, whose brother is having a surprise party for his sister, and it’s going to be an open house. Just remember to bring a bottle. Or two.
OK… Let’s go.