Sunday, 6 February 2011

mumble grumble

ok ok, so I am late posting yet again.

Now, where was I?
Ah yes. The next installment of My Social Life. Erm, I don't have much of one so I tend to make the most of what I have. And if that involves meeting up with a fellow Raveler who makes me laugh for 6 hours and forces - yes FORCES wine down my neck then who am I to complain ;-)

As you can see I took friends with me, Daphne never likes to miss out on any chance of a party and the 'other', well, would have been rude not to include ;-)

Buckets of wine were consumed. Laughter was had. Talk, much much talk was indulged in.
It began to take it's toll on a certain young lady (and I use the term very loosely indeed).

Shoes were compared.
Texts were sent.
Behaviour worsened.
And a damned good time was had.

Daffers gave up, lightweight that she is.

I suppose an ice bucket is a pretty good bed for a penguin ...

I thoroughly enjoyed myself - and amazingly, despite the dire warning of family ('You are ill! You will really suffer tomorrow!') I felt great the next day! As my mum said that was probably due to the amount of alcohol still coursing through my veins. I prefer to think it was helped by the boost of having a friend to chat to and laugh with.

Going shopping in Marks&Spencer food hall at the station before getting in a taxi wasn't the most sensible thing ever in my somewhat inebriated state and the choice of food was - erm - 'novel'. But yes, I had a fabulous time - thanks Trickles x

More to come, not socialising but muttering ...