Tonight Věra is celebrating her 18th birthday at U Zpěváčků, which is a large part of the reason that Monkey and I left there at about 9.30. We had to make an appearance because it was important to Věra, but as we are twice as old as most of her friends we had very little motivation to stay.
Věra works as a bartender at U Zpěváčků. The legal drinking age in the
Mike was working tonight. Monkey and I sat in the front room and talked to Mike while Věra and the other children were in the back. Věra was a good hostess, coming into the front fairly frequently to speak with us (and to order more drinks for her friends) and to invite us to join the party in the back. Monkey and I politely declined her invitations.
More and more kids kept coming in and walking to the back to join the birthday party, until finally I couldn’t hold it back anymore: “It’s like bloody Romper Room in here!”
Andrew the Surly Canadian piped up with, “I was just thinking that. All they need is lunchboxes with
The kids were looking at us distrustfully – perhaps because we are not much younger than (the same age as?) their parents. Monkey and I made our excuses as soon as we could.