“It better not be the B359”
"Fuck"

I shout, in an effort to perfectly recreate the opening scene to Four Weddings and a Funeral.

Waking up one hour after the alarm should have gone off (or possibly did, and I just turned it off in my sleep) we dash to the bathroom, and in a moment of real symbiotic understanding move effortlessly round each other via basin and shower.

The problem with mid week drinking is that it invariably means you don't get a good night's sleep and wake up with a hangover.

Unsurprisingly, I now feel like shit.

- posted by Paul @ 11:05 am