Sunday night

22:55
I want to tell you about something I've done. It's a little bad.

We arrived at the club early because we'd been drinking all day. This is Alex and me. Upstairs the dance floor had been hired out for a school prom afterparty.

At midnight it was all scheduled to end.

Me and Alex were stood outside and bored so we decided to chat to the young kids. They were mainly 16 or 17 years old.

We actually didn't chat to the young kids, we hunted out the potentially hot guys.

And like two lecherous bastards, Alex would start talking to them and then I would ask how old they were.

If they were underage I gave them money and told them that, under no circumstances, were they to spend the cash on anything other than alcohol.

I don't think it's right to be handing out money to children and insisting they use it to get drunk.

But then I think back to when I was young.

Imagine, you're out in the Big World on a Saturday night. What's the best thing that could ever happen?

Exactly. Some guy hands you money to buy alcohol.

That's why I sometimes find young people painful to be around. It reminds me of all the things that were wrong when I was young.

If only I was lucky enough to have some old fucker hand me a wad of cash to spend on booze.

But giving money to childen and insisting they get pissed is a little bad, I admit.