I’m 26 and I’m sad to say that my raving, and indeed, clubbing days are over.

I honestly couldn’t tell you what happened because there I was, all young and energetic and happy to stay in dingy basements sweating and dancing my head over until 6 in the morning, and then, for reasons still unknown, I just didn’t fancy it any more.

I think it’s just Father Time catching up with me because I have absolutely no desire to do stuff like that anymore.

Plus it’s winter and it’s cold outside, and, you know, Netflix.

It’s pathetic, I know, but that’s the current predicament I find myself in, which seems all the more embarrassing given that there’s a load of pensioners raving about in this nightclub with all the vitality of people half their age.

The host for this geriatric shindig is the Posh Club, which encourages older people to dress up and get out of the house to attend raves with other over-60s in order to combat loneliness.

They happen all over the country and often blast out Rockabilly music while serving up tea and sandwiches.

My interest has peaked.

Their most appealing feature, however, is that they actually take place at lunchtime, so you can party away and be back home in time for dinner, which is something I struggle with on a proper night out.

I mean, sure, a greasy garlic bread with cheese goes down a treat after a night on the bevs, until you get that inevitable dry mouth first thing in the morning.

The Posh Club idea was founded by Simon and Annie Casson in 2014 who wanted help their mother deal with loneliness after their father passed away.

Simon, 51, said:

“Posh Club is a place to dress up and get down. They bleedin’ love it – they can’t get enough.

“After my dad passed away, my mum moved from London to the suburbs in her 80s, and there was nothing for her to do.

“My sister decided to run a tea party for her and three of her mates, with cake, sandwiches and tea on proper crockery – they loved it.

“I thought why don’t we combine that with cabaret, dancing and a big glamorous venue?

He added:

“Then, Posh Club was born. Think The Ritz but for ordinary, working class folk.

“It’s just five pounds for entry, which includes the show, food and a glass of bubbly.

“The cheap price is all thanks to our incredible backers, but we rely on individual donations, too.

“The primary focus of these events are to have fun, light-entertainment, friendship and solidarity. At the moment, we’re currently in six locations but we want to be everywhere.”

The events are certainly popular with revellers; Jackie, who attends one of the events in Hastings, says she’s met loads of new friends and that the atmosphere is amazing.

I’ve got to say this sounds right up my alley.

For starters, I’ve got more in common with OAPs than I do people my own age, I love a bit of tea and cake, and you can actually hear yourself think in this club.

As long as they don’t have any of those juiced up bouncers on the door who think they’re in the CIA just because they’ve been given an earpiece, sign me up.

Images via Caters News/Getty/Posh Club