student week

❖ it's student week in åre and to attract them in to 'nova', the cocktail bar, we did a cheap beer promotion. i was in the bar by myself, prepared as usual for a quiet night, with some tabloid magazines and the 'words' game on the iphone.

all of a sudden, 50 eighteen-year-olds piled in to the place. i watched them as they looked around in wonderment at the black and white nude photography; bought two beers at once in excitement at the price; downed the beers like it was their last night on earth; filmed themselves having beer-skulling competitions; banging the beers on the table and emptying the exploding froth into their mouths; singing with no tune, dancing with no rhythm, banging their heads on the hanging lampshades; sitting on each others laps and kissing in the kind of shameless public displays of affection that teenagers don't care about.

i watched them in complete embarrassment, remembering myself at their age......exaclty the same!

at the end of the night, with only two kids left at the bar, daffy joined me to flip through the hollywood scandal stories in my magazine. ten minutes later, the bathroom door bangs open and a guy and girl tumble out, heads down in shame, the girl with the worst case of 'bed-hair' ever. we had no idea anyone was even in there! while laughing under our breath, daffy overhears them claiming she was vomiting in there. come on! probably vomiting at the same time as shagging. we've all been that age!