Some good news at last. The past week has seem him leap off the wagon and smash it into smithereens with a handy axe. Only the invigorating power of strong cider could provide him with the strength to achieve this act of wanton destruction.
A brief skip through events would look like this:-
Monday
Bumped into Tigger and Danny whilst leaving the office and ended up joining them and the lovey Dennis for half a gallon of cider before quaffing red wine at a curry house.
Tuesday
The lovely Dennis's birthday. Mojitos, Bloody Marys and Cosmopolitans in Hotel du Vin with a whole host of people from work.
Wednesday
Gay George (Not Actually Gay) arrives for a couple of nights. The night is kicked off with a Mojito in HdV before 7 bottles of red wine are polished off.
Thursday
He cooks for Gay George (Not Actually) Gay and the lovely Dennis. Somehow he manages something vaguely palatable. 3 bottles of wine and a bottle of port is the quite light level of damage.
Saturday
He heads to London and hits the nightlife hard with his chum Aqua Ben. We are not sure if it was the Hookah or the £36 shot of whisky that puts him over the edge but he ends up sending 31 texts to one of his work colleagues (the lovely Abbie). Stalker.
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