“Feel the beat of the rhythm of the night,
Dance until the morning light…”
That’s a song that has never had any appeal for me. For one thing I can’t dance and I’ve never really wanted to. I’ve never been very social let alone a party person. Given the choice between a night out with friends and a night in all alone, I would choose the latter every time.
For the better part of two years now I’ve been going to bed well after midnight – strange behaviour, you’ll think, for a man with little or no social life – and that’s not really healthy. But tonight is the third night in a row I’ve retired before 10pm. I’ve always held that the night time is for sleeping, so that’s what I should be doing.
And so to bed…