Saturday night

Gone are the days when the hallowed words of "Saturday night" would send me into a frenzy.

We would work out where we were going to go, where to have drinkies unless drinkies was the plan for the evening, where to eat, which friends we could see and or whether we could slide in a movie as well.

There would be a brief rustle of fabric as everything goes with jeans and a helmet as I rode pillion for years and then we were off....

I actually remember some of those nights too including one where I got ridiculously drunk and ended up serving topless in a bar!

Oh how the mighty have fallen.

I am eying the clock and wondering when it is bedtime and I don't mean bedtime with the Barry White accompaniment either.

Time to sleep and dream, per chance.

My book is calling in muted tones. One murder has happened and we have met the ball-busting female Lieutenant and her equally ballsy female Detective. A fast-paced read with minimal brain engagement.

In case you ask, the Cullens have gone hunting and won't be back for a few days. They left a lovely note.

I don't drink now either. I lost a taste for it whilst incubating my elder daughter. I had hoped that the taste would return and I had a gin smuggled into the hospital after the birth but the smell was so bad (to me) that I thought I would hurl. Never got the taste back.

Movies- all hail netflix and friends who babysit.I have a rough idea what is happening in the movie world as a checker at my local store informs me. He thinks I should have seen Transfomers but as I remember my brother having the Optimus Prime toy back in the 80s and said toy bouncing off my head having been launched at me, I thought better of it.

Riding pillion? Not for a while either. The Vespa was so comfortable and other bikes on which I have been on the back were great too. My husband's Suzuki does feel like you are dislocating your hips though especially at speed. The best was this Kawasaki 750 that easily hit 110 with me on the back. My face hurt through laughing after that one.

Do I miss those nights? Yes. Would I change what I have? Sometimes but on the whole I have no regrets.

Life moves on and the oven has pre-heated so slam in the cookies and fire up the computer (media is consumed so differently now) as it is movie watching time.I have no idea yet what it will be but as I am so forgetful you could have told me and I would have forgotten. At least now we don't disturb anyone else when we get up for a pee.

Whatever you are doing- do it well, have fun and sleep well.