The weekend invloved one of those events when you realise time is passing on.
Eleanor went out to a “gig”, with her mates. The venue was in town, and the band was made up of a few people she knew from her old school, and contacts from her current one.
Sara dropped her off, and the mean old man was designated to pick her up, and two of her mates.
As an incidental, it appears there were more parents there than youth, as obviously other parents were less cool about leaving teenagers behind.
Anyway, while they were in touch with the music scene, the parents were at home watching a movie on the telly. Oh how sad.
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The passage of time in Wellington and elsewhere
