Been busy revising

....yeah, right!

Just been too bloody lazy to log on this week. Haven't read anyone else's blog either, so I'll need to catch up there.

Yesterday my sister abandoned her 16 week old baby to come and visit us. My, my, how times have changed.

In the olden (ie pre her having a baby) days we'd have gone out early, having consumed a bottle or 2 of wine beforehand, and got hammered, and some how managed to wake up at my house without the slightest clue as to how we got there.

Last night we didn't leave the house until 9. Jonathan gave us a lift to Ilkley cos Charlotte got quite excited when she found out they had a new Pizza Express there (she really DOES need to get out more). We had a reasonably civilised pizza and 2 bottles of wine and a sticking plaster - in that lovely catering blue - for the blister on my little toe.

By the time we'd finished it was about 10.20 so we had to leg it out of there and get a taxi back to Burley so we could get to the Queens Head as it was their 1st birthday celebration. Another (complimentary - cheers John x x) bottle of wine in there and a couple of their famous snowballs later and I woke up this morning at home without the slightest clue as to how I got there.

But then I found out that Charlotte had done a sick. Apparently she blamed the hugely alcoholic snowball. Nothing to do with the 5 bottles of wine we'd shared then? She also told me that I'd walked home without my shoes on cos my plaster fell off. So that's why my feet were filthy! There was I thinking it was time that Jonathan dug the vacuum out again.

Charlotte was feeling a bit delicate this morning. That didn't worry me too much. But she said something that I have never heard her say before, and that scared me a lot. She said, 'I'm never drinking again.'

Indeed, times HAVE changed.