For me it wasn't a big ticket event, or a niter or a dayer or live gig, or somewhere warm and exotic.
It was a regular Friday night at Route 61 in Sheffield - a proper grass roots northern club do.
Probably half way through the night and Tez the DJ finished his set with about half a dozen unbelievable records (IMO - Frank Dell, Harry Deal etc) and it was one of those occasions where everything clicked - I was in a room full of friends, with my soul mate Clare, great dance floor, dancing as well as I could, legs weren't aching, and it all made perfect sense - why it's such a big part of our lives and why we love it so much. If I experience that even once next year I'll be a happy bunny.
Stu