Went to my god-daughter's boyfriend's 30th on Saturday and had a ball.
Her mum Donna is one of my old and very good friends and I haven't seen them all for ages so it was nice to catch up with everyone. I was even tempted onto the dance floor as they had a live band playing covers of everything from the Stones to Nirvana to the Who and Blur.
Took my 11 year old daughter with me but she was (unusually) too shy to dance at all.
Came home with a car load of helium balloons and a very tired daughter and boy did it hit me on Sunday morning. Stiff, aching and shattered but didn't care as I had such a good time!