Friday night fun

The mighty Mezzle came to visit again on Friday, and I think we proved that we are still pretty damn rock’n’roll.

We had tickets to see SATC. Because, yes, we wanted to see it.
And mostly I wanted to see it with a friend.
Otherwise I was afraid all the love and friendship would make me homesick.
And I wasn’t expecting anything Oscar worthy, or life changing, just some laughs, some love and some good shoes.

Anyway, we were wearing our pretty heels, and sitting outside a pub having some beer and nachos before going in, when a drunk guy asked to put his beer on our table while he had a fag.
One thing led to another and he ended up giving us three free tickets to a Fratellis concert that was just about to start up the street.
I know, weird huh?
And he didn’t even seem to want anything in return, as he left to go in before we had finished eating.

Anyhoo, we got a refund on our cinema tickets and headed to the gig in what was now deeply inappropriate footwear.
We drank more beer, did a bit of singing and a bit of bopping and had a great time.

And then, in some kharmic reward for our shoe wearing, the gig was over by 11 (they don’t have many songs!) and we passed the cinema on the way to get a cab home just as the last showing of the movie was about to start!
So we went anyway!

If that isn’t living life right on the edge then I just don’t know what is.