Whenever I have a Big Night Out worthy of a mention here, it usually takes a few days for me to be in a fit state to write about it. Saturday is a case in point – copious amounts of alcohol drunk for Jac’s birthday bash, loud shirts worn, and the night hazy and forgotten after about 10pm. And probably far too much money spent – I don’t even dare look at my bank balance this morning…
Just got an email from a girl saying I left her an answerphone message in a Welsh accent. Splendid. One of Alex’s friends…. Memory not much good here…..
MY OFFICE!
Useless Bouy