You’re just listening to your best instincts based on recent experience. It’s one of those events that gets logged in your adapting-to-no-longer-being-young brain and as you’re going about your life it’s slowly sinking in, so that the next time someone 34 years younger than you says, “We’re hitting the clubs”, you say, “Have fun! See you in the morning!”.
(Some of us were practically the same age as Ulrika, 54, when we awoke the morning after a friend’s party in a super-king-size bed, fully clothed, sandwiched between three of our 20something goddaughter’s girlfriends.) We’ve been there.Įven so, the bender with the young adults that ends messily is on the list of midlife Wake-Up Calls. All good fun and, yes, plenty of us – while questioning how it could ever be a good idea to show the world your DRI bruises – will have felt a twinge of recognition. Ulrika Jonsson has this week been sharing details about her night on the tiles with her young adult daughter, owning up to various DRIs (drink-related injuries) and being kicked out of a club.
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