Local pub crawl...

..because it's Friday! For us anyway. Practising drinking for a weekend on the pop. It's a friends wedding and we are going to behave badly just like the bride to be did at our wedding. We are going to be drunk before the meal. Read other peoples private messages by hacking into their phone. We are going to get our boobs out (me and the boy!) on the dance floor. We are going to hit a guest round the back of the head, we are going to fall flat on our face with a glass of red wine. We are going to gurn at the photographer and we are going to lie on the stairs half conscious to scare the young page boys.

It's going to be fab!