As per usual Jess and Peej have beaten me to it, so I'm going to be a lazy git and not bother doing any sort of write-up, cos they've covered it all and in much better detail than I ever could. I can't really remember most of it anyway...we were all suffering from a distinct lack of sleep! I only have random non-G&T related memories to share...
I remember waking up in the middle of the night in Peej's house and realising that there was something in the bed which wasn't me...Before I got too over-excited, I sort of waved my arms around and gave it a volley of abuse (I do hope Peej's mum and dad didn't hear me, I don't think they'd be happy to to hear me shouting 'Get out of my bed, you f*ckwit!) I realised it was small and furry (this is getting far too filthy) and put two and two together and came up with a cat, which had, by now scarpered and I was left feeling terribly ashamed for treating it like that - sorry Peej!
I also have to admit to making one hell of a mess in Peej and Jess' hotel room, spilling an entire glass of JD and Coke all over the floor, and also dropping numerous mini Scotch eggs and dip and sausage rolls...I know I should be ashamed of myself. Does this put me in the ranks of people who have 'disgraced themselves in hotels'? Go on....
The whole week was brilliant, especially the weekend and I really did not want to come back over here. I can't wait to see the girls again - I think I'm having withdrawals symptoms of varying kinds and degrees. Luckily I've only got another two weeks until I can reunite myself with British culture again.
I should probably detail what I got up to during my week at home, but I'll do it another time.
Mood - Sort of annoyed
Music - Nothing cos i-pod is broken