We went to Mark and Vickies last night. Had a lovely time sitting around chatting before realising that if we were going to the pub it had to be now. I have never seen women get ready so fast ( mental post it for blokes I think). Arrived just before last orders with six pints of landlord standing on the bar before we had to ask (they know us or really mark and vicky too well). Wobbled home after many a pint to an open fire and jamming on the guitars and drums. Feeling a bit fragile today and early night is in order I think Maybe a bath??

ciao