My Birthday
Well, I drank, and then I drank some more, and then I drank a little more
Pictures of the early stages of the event can be found here at Dawn's blog (who, poor thing, was sober all night due to illness). This was the quiet part of the night.
Anyway, later, we went to a Mexican bar somewhere. I drank an unknown quantity of Tequila, and also an unknown amount of Deperados (beer with Tequila in them). I think they were pushing the tequila connotations of Mexico.
We left there whereupon we went to The Garage. Well, almost everyone else did. I was refused entry due to my lack of sobriety. It turns out that staying to argue my point was not sensible, and in fact resulted in being forcibly removed from the premises by two overly-large bouncers. I have never been literally ejected into the road before, but in a strange way it was quite fun. Not sure if I'm welcome back
And if that wasn't enough, I then decided to drown my sorrows in an unknown watering hole somewhere in the Hoxton area (it does have a name, I just don't know what it is). Then more tequila (it had just become habit by this point) and possibly more beer and then ... well, no-one really knows. I believe I may have left the bar to go home, but decided to rest on the way. Next thing you know its getting light, I've lost my mobile phone and have no real idea where I am.
I got in around 5.30, had a few hours sleep and then had to get up to spend the next 2 hours in the bathroom vomiting everywhere.
Kudos to Tom, for drinking hilarious cocktails and being friendly; Graz and Mazz, for trying to argue the bouncers into allowing me into the Garage anyway; Rik, for the comedy line of "I am being escorted down the road by two lovely young ladies" (even if it was Dawn and Anna) and of course, kudos to Dawn for somehow surviving as long as she did, even without drinking. That is the sort of power I just don't have.