Yep, the party's over! I wasn't too drunk and I'm not too hungover either. I am of course talking about my Mother-in-law's 60th Birthday Party, which was held in the local social club last night. I did consider taking the camera, but then I thought "You know what, I can't be arsed, I'll just scoop it back instead!", so no incriminating photos. You would have liked that wouldn't you?
There was a real eclectic mix of people though, which was good. Most bizarre moment for me, came when my father took my mother's friend up to dance to "Sympathy For the Devil"! You wouldn't see anything odd about that, but let me put it into context for you. My mother and her friend are more than slightly religious and any mention of the devil would more than likely send either of them off on one. Also, my father is in no way whatsoever religious, so on this occasion may have been representative of the horned one himself. But of course, none of them knew what the song was anyway, so I permitted myself a little chuckle at their expense of course.
The weather was atrocious here last night though and we had to walk home in the rain and wind. I always like to walk home after drinking, it clears my head and sobers me up, so I don't go to bed with my head spinning. That's a sure fire recipe for barfarama! I don't know why but I seem to have dyslexic typing skills today, I think I'm still slightly intoxicated!
