Soiree time last night.
Alan Lickman was well up for cheese & crackers, Wotsits & Kettle chips. He made himself scarce fairly sharpish once my pals rocked up though.
Considering I had about 7 margaritas, some prosecco & a late night, I feel surprisingly healthy today.
I also discovered that I mix a mean margarita and that my friends drink a fuck load of wine! The bottle bin is full!
I do have amusing photos & video of sleeping friends but have promised not to post them. Good times, lots of bants & setting the world to rights. I think we should make it a regular thing.
Today this will mostly be me until I do tea later (by which I mean order a Chinese). Just lolling about being a lazy fucker. It’s a skill I excel at.