BitchAboutIT

Once upon a time I’d sleep in on a Saturday because I was out partying the night before, these days it’s because I am knackered after a hard week’s work, I don’t think I could cope with partying

So when did this change happen?  I haven’t been to a nightclub in about 5 years, I haven’t even had a good session down a pub in the last few years.  Parties? well these days they seem to be work or work-like dos, where getting pissed and starting fights is somewhat frowned upon.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not anxious to go back to waking up and counting the bruises, but a little life injected into events wouldn’t be so bad.  I guess the main problem is that all my mates are married with either sensible wives and/or some nippers.  There is nothing wrong with that but it does seem to turn previously fun-loving blokes into some weird socially acceptable ‘Captain Sensible’, not because this is their natural maturity but because this is how they think one should act as a father and husband.

I have two lovely kids who are almost 11 and 9 years old and I learnt long ago that if I change me to try and force some sort of example on them then it’ all just turn out badly and their Mum (and our respective new partners) feel the same way.  In fact they are exposed to experiences and cultures that I would hope are contributing towards their apparent well rounded and easy going attitude to their own lives.

I guess it’s important to note at this point that we do guard our kids against aspects of the world that are not suitable, but then as they see so much of life they don’t appear to go searching, so the protection is very passive.  This is very much how I was brought up.

So given all this and the fact that I don’t need to turn into Sir Flat Cap, why am I?  I guess I need to go and re-find the old Karl, he’s in here somewhere.

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