YOU have to give them credit. Bournemouth councillors certainly get around.

Hot on the heels of a group touring the town’s toilets last year, two bold 72-year-old council members have been out clubbing in town with the best of ’em. Well done.

Yes, I know that Rod and Elaine Cooper weren’t out investigating the night scene on behalf of the council but while researching their own book on Bournemouth.

But the Coopers will also have gained knowledge of a part of Bournemouth that is almost forbidden territory for those of us over a certain age. And surely most councillors come into that category.

Those of us of maturing years can pontificate about the effects on the town of the club and late bar culture without having much of a clue about what goes on. I certainly don’t. I last went to a club with my wife when we were 30 and we suddenly twigged that we had got too old to fit in. (I believe an up-and-coming band called Bucks Fizz were hot at the time.) The Coopers’ book will be all the better for the couple having gone out to the front line to check out the local night scene for themselves.

Did they blend in unnoticed? I’m told the neon tutu may be all the rage this summer. And did they strut their stuff dancing, vigorously, to Soulja Boy and the Migraine Skank? I hope so.

I was slightly puzzled, however, by their remark that they discovered that there were quite a few women at the lap dancing clubs.

I’ve never been to one of those clubs either but always thought that there were a few women to be found there. On laps.