That was exactly what happened really-Neill and I planned a day out in Liverpool on the Sunday but there were no trains due to the Tour De France. This was him trying to coax me into celebrating it. When that couldn't happen (I really, really didn't feel like driving, had done so much of it that weekend already), I just assumed that was it. It was a good night but jeeez my head was bad the next day!I love a few drinks but any more than that few,or if I don't pace myself wit alcohol I'm rubbish!
It was a lovely meal and really good company, though
Thanks again for all the wishes.
I am still awake because I'm nervous. I'm flying to Cyprus tomorrow and I hate flying. Grr.