My dd had her 18th birthday party on Saturday. These are a cohort of kids who got shut down before GCSEs, who have spent so much time locked down, missing stuff, in their bedrooms, online only, in isolation, on and off schooling. Their narrative is work your socks off but uni entry this year is hard - deferrals, high birth rate, etc and your grades are suspect and you’ve never done exams.
It was fab. ( I’m not a stalker - venue said parents of hosts had to be in attendance). A proper good party. Lots of Prosecco drinking. Sneaky fags/vapes on the balcony. Girls looked enviously gorgeous, boys had made an effort. Not much fallout - one lost mobile, a couple of vomiters, a couple of over refreshed girls needing a bit of TLC, some lost property. We had chips served towards the end of the evening, which helped 👍.
I looked out on them mid evening - the dancing, singing, drinking, laughing and it was like the pulse of life was beating so strongly. It was joyous.