The plan was to go out, have a couple of quiet drinks on Christmas Eve, and be home by a decent hour (I was thinking somewhere between 11 and midnight).
The reality was we went out, had a couple of quiet drinks, and ended up calling it a night around 1am, chatting the night away in the bar at Rob’s hotel.
Good company, good conversations, good times. Who could ask for anything more? And the best thing is - I don’t even feel pissed! Maybe the vodka’n'7 cancelled out the 4 beers from earlier in the night? Or maybe I just paced it right?
Either way… MERRY CHRISTMAS! From the UK, at 1:20am, I wish you all the best and hope that your Christmas day is a cool one, whether with family, friends, or just doing your own thing. I’ll blog a few pictures from the last few nights out later on sometime, and because it’s a Monday, I’ll be doing my podcast as usual - full of entertaining tales of my first week back on the rock, and all the festive fun of Christmas day!
