Hangover averted, work finished, I went for 'tac' in the form of some birthday pints in honour of my elder brother having survived another year. It was a casual night, and only mentioned here as the pints consumed with my brother topped up the beer and cider my liver was working overtime to banish from my body, a fact that comes into play foe 'toe', the mighty 3-in-a-row.
This came in the form of an annual birthday bash thrown by one of the musketeers of the Physics PGDE 2008 class. Set in England, I'm a relative newcomer to the proceedings, but it's worth every penny to make the effort to show at his shindig. This year was no exception.
I won't go into too much detail as it's not much in the spirit of the blog (the issue addressed in this post drinking three days in a row, but I'm really just posting to provide excuses for not getting out there for something more unusual [please note that such drinking is in no way usual for me - drink responsibly folks]). Let's just say that there were hats, drinking games, home-made cider and beer (that tasted delicious), various fun foods, and much laughter. Let's just say that the head start on blood alcohol didn't help my cause that evening. Plenty of water and a good sleep and I was as good as new. Talk about luck.
I think this post is losing the point, I'd better go. To wrap it up - don't follow my bad example kids. Even if I am wearing a nice shirt and keeping good company. Your liver appreciates the restraint.
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