#Go, take a ride out with the dogs tonight, in Suburbia# – as more and more of my friends start turning into sad 30 somethings before their time the Pet Shop Boys track normally rings quite true. But it’s a natural progression for most of us without even realising it. The hedonistic, halycon days of University are forever gone however long we try to hold onto it. I’m more of a “raver” now than I ever was at University, but this morning I got excited about the Guardian dropping through my letterbox…. 260 weeks until I’m thirty. Best go and order my power drill and lawnmower while I still have the chance.