Earlier this week I found myself having a conversation about Street Fighter, a conversation which would have bored me in 1991 when it was relevant but oddly in 2013, one I quite enjoyed. This came about whilst reminiscing with a friend, who popped up in the restaurant after I hadn’t seen her for a good 8-10 years, when she mentioned her upcoming birthday party had a Street Fighter theme(Heston and Gordon definitely nip on to the floor for quick chats about Sonic or Zelda throughout the night).
DAN WINS… (Which is a bit tight as it’s Laura’s night really)
Normally I hate fancy dress and all it stands for, although I quite liked the idea of this one, original and old school(throw in a ‘devilishly handsome’ and you could easily be describing me). Also, and please Laura no offence this is merely the observation of an elder statesman befuddled by the modern world, having seen pictures on the Facebook of her and her chap engaging in their ‘Steampunk’ering* I was confident they’d be looking to a higher standard of fancy dress than your average Mankini clad stag do invading the local. Read the rest of this entry »
A Father Of Daughters 