Happy to be old enough

Following tradition, graduation in Stockholm means going around town on a lorry platform, spraying water and champagne (well, cava), singing (or rather screaming) and dancing (jumping up and down as that is the only move the crowded lorry platform will allow).

I'm not synical, I'm just very happy that this is something that I don't have to do again. Happy to be old enough not to be expected on a lorry platform. What never seems to be old enough though is the music that is played on the lorry platform. More or less exactly the same music that was played twenty (!!) years ago when I graduated. Teenagers today obviously agree that some things were better in the old days.

And now I feel like an old lady making statements about today's youngsters...