A bit of dancing, a lot of groping

Wow what a great weekend. Went out for a spot of dancing and snapping. At first we thought we may have chosen the wrong venue because although the music was great, there was a noticeable lack of PDA.

As the night wore on we started to get tired, it was past 4am and The Blonde's feet hurt so we progressed to some Seated Dancing (strictly no movement from the waist down) and lamented "Indie kids are too cool for PDA!". Then the crowd parted...



"Wow - he's got his hand right up there doesn't he", remarked The Quince. "Right up her clacker. Remarkable!"

A good night in the end.

Honourable mentions: That homeless guy who was rocking out on the dancefloor. Pity he didn't pick up - slammin' moves dude.