Party On

Given my usual dislike of large parties I surprised myself by really quite enjoying the big work Christmas party. Managed to drink just a little bit too much (which means this is being written the following morning with a clear head), and found wearing an orange waistcoat gets noticed, even amongst dinner suits and kilts.

Getting home proved interesting. Should've just walked the 45 minutes or so it would have taken. Instead tried first for taxis, then wound up on the night bus, which left a bit of a walk at the end, and took an hour and a half in total.