My friend Rene and I used to be the girls doing shots and dancing on tables. But last night we were quite happy with a late-night Irish coffee and some sticky toffee pudding. Really happy, actually.
It wasn't even caffeinated.
And I believe, on at least one occasion, we tutted at noisy groups of teenagers. From our little corner of cake and judgement.
What happened? Girl we have some making up to do.