Well the day started ordinarily enough, bit of a lay in, always good, even more so on easter sunday.

It was mushty's birthday, so off to her house with good friends and a bottle of Jim Beam. 2 hours, several beers and some Jim later and I've reached a pleasant level of intoxication. Cue some good bbq food, good chatter and regular intake of jim to maintain a reduced level of inhibition and a good time was had. 10pm and the party's drawing to a close, my lift's going, so i grab the bottle and head home.

I've not been home long when i get a call from the landlord of my local saying that i should come to the pub for a lock in... Well that's a first, being invited to a lock in at a pub i'm not even in!
I explained i'd been drinking and couldn't drive, his reply was to get a taxi and that he'd pay for it!

So call a taxi i did and off to the pub i went.

I didn't have to put my hand in my pocket all night, and whilst i was resoundingly thrashed at darts, i still had a great time.
I'm sure that my enjoyment had nothing to do with the two (sadly fully clothed) lapdances i got from the stunning barmaid... :)

Enough koparberg to maintain my lightly sozzled state found me still there at nearly 5am while the landlord slightly worse for wear finally called it a night, or rather his legs and sense of balance did.

Now that's how to spend a bank holiday sunday!