The Craic was Mighty
Well, I'm back at work after my Stag weekend in Dublin. I still have all my bits and pieces and all the hairy bits are still hairy thankfully.
I'm now an officially qualified Irish Whiskey Taster, even though my certificate was lost in a comedy club on Saturday night.
The 18 men who were there all had a great, boozy old time and I think there are some people feeling very sorry for themselves at their respective desks today.
Simmi is still on her way back from her weekend in Herefordshire, so I'm sure she'll tell you all about it later.
Now it's a case of a month of eating and drinking sensibly while the preparations for September 16th become more frenetic.
Sláinte!
posted by Boru @ 2:01 pm
2 Comments:
more detail please - I know for a fact that pants were exchanged!! Simmi gave a rousing account of the hen behaviour - we know there's got to be more to the Dublin saga than you;re letting on...
What goes on tour, stays on tour. But as Ms. Anonymous (I'm assuming it's a Ms.) seems to think she knows something about pants, I can categorically deny being involved in any pantaloonery.
That was someone else...
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