I got up at about nine was feeling shite, had some toast and Orangina and went back to bed. Finally hauled myself out of bed at about 2.00pm and still have a headache. I haven't drunk that much for ages.
Thank you to Mr and Mrs Feckle for the hospitality at their home, well, up until Mr Feckle passed out. Thank you to Sean who was unfortunate enough to lose the toss and had to drive, he was very tollerant when I was talking shite all the way home in the car and bought me a cheese and onion pasty from the garage. He knows how to treat a lady. It was jolly good to see Craig again. I just hope he managed to get home okay and wasn't arrested for fraternising with the ladies in Sheffield's red light district. It was a damn shame that Claire and Longpig couldn't make it, I was looking forward to seeing them but they were knackered after a weekend in Dublin, which is understandable.
Wish more of you could have been there but I had a lovely time all the same.