Saturday - The Stag do....
Now the most sensible thing about this weekend is I flew to Southampton and got picked up from there, (well done Nathan, excellent piece of advice) and then headed to Bournemouth.
Having had a spit my dummy out night on Friday, I was feeling rather tender and wanted a kip, but no chance of that, as we were all meeting at 6 for food...we went to a place called Jimmys, food was top, barmaids were stunning and drinking black sambuka and champagne at 7 at night, was an interesting experience...
So bournemouth, from what I remember was great, I passed out at 1 30 or so, having drunk pints all night and shots, and necked a glass of red wine, playing the golf ball game I staggered back to the hotel..... and I mean staggered, spoke to me mate Sue and talked shite, much to her boyfriends delight.
Today, flew home, picked up at the airport, had a full fry up to start the day off and now Im hugging the couch and hoping I feel better before Im 40.
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