As predicted I’m only now, at 7pm-ish, finally shaking off the hangover. Yesterday was a top day though, especially as the weather held and allowed us to sit out in the beer garden. Started at 2.30pm, was home by midnight. I think.
The wife is insisting that she had to man-handle me up the stairs, undress me and put me to bed as I was too drunk to do so myself.
Poppycock!
Mind you I don’t remember a thing, so she may have been telling the truth…
