Tonight, for the first time in years, I worked a ‘corporate'; a shift where the venue was closed to the public and hired out to a single organisation. Which means less churn at the door, more regular faces through the evening and generally a better sort of crowd; someone who is dropping many thousands of pounds on organising a night is much more likely to be selective about their invitees than, say, a hen night.

The down side is, of course, that it’s generally a lot more boring. Oh well, shit happens.

There were a number of things that made it worth while:

• The UV lamps for the checking of attendees facilitated the discovery of quite old graffiti, which provided some entertainment.
• The UV ink provided much in the way of opportunities for mischief.
• Several of the people that were organising the whole thing turned out to be quite good craic.
• Professionalism and opportunism demanded a higher number of staff be on duty than normal, providing further craic.
• Old, well behaved people that don’t usually drink often make entertaining drunks.
• Said old drunks tend to fade out early, mean plenty of time to make it to the bar for a swift half before last orders…