Drinks at the Club

My friend's son, Archie, was 18 this week and the birthday celebrations were to start with drinks at his (my friend's) Club. I thought this was rather a strange idea, bearing in mind that Archie, delightful though he is, is rather a wayward child, full of mischief and expelled by most of his schools. "It's a controlled environment," explained my friend.

I asked how the party had gone. My friend replied,"Weird – the 18 year olds couldn’t stay in the room, and instead went in and out with gay abandon. An alternative party evolved in the gardens, which was strange. Plus the girls wore “belts”, not dresses or skirts, which hadn’t been seen in the Club – EVER. Some 80-year olds must have thought it was a hookers convention from Vegas. I might need to seek election at Brooks now. Archie seemed to have fun, enjoyed the dinner afterwards, and then headed off to the Funky Buddha. We haven’t heard from him since!"