This morning, I am wandering aimlessly around the flat, muttering “ooooooooh miiiiiiiiiiii god” over and over.
So it was a good night, as you can imagine. The Ale and Jazz was somewhat lacking in jazz (it was tribute band night, featuring the Strolling Bones and Utter Madness – so it was rock followed by ska – not a note of jazz was played all night) but made up for that by offering plenty of ale, which was supplemented by a bottle of wine when we got back here (we being me, Brenda, Greg and the lovely Donna – also seen in action were Sarah, Andy, Fi, Alison, Matt, Rachel, Tanya – oh *EVERYBODY* was there!).
A mighty hangover is evident. And I have to go to work shortly. guh.
separating the wanted from the unwanted