
It's the end of another stressful week in work - but at least I have an office Xmas booze-fest to look forward to tonight! [For a change (hopefully) one that doesn't involve having to smile unconvincingly at bosses in festive jumpers, and involves people who know how to have a laugh...]
In the meantime, let's be daring, sling on a skin-tight powder blue outfit, and practice our spinning - in the company of the arch-funksters Tavares with their incredible performing trousers...
...and Thank Disco It's Friday [the Thirteenth - oo-er!]!
RIP, Arthur Paul "Pooch" Tavares
What's an hour of the day?
We throw at least one away
And walk the streets for half the year
Tryin' to find a new career
If you get a flu attack
For thirty days you're on your back
Doing not a single dance
Baby, give me half a chance
It only takes a minute, girl
To fall in love, to fall in love
It only takes a minute, girl
To fall in love, fall in love
How philosophical.
Have a good one!















