There was always some doubt as to whether we'd survive the night unscathed - the last time Scotty and I spent a whole weekend with Ralphie (in Belgium) it went down in history as the most alcoholic weekend of all time) and therefore there were certain expectations of a near-death experience associated with the alcohol consumption at hiis wedding. It didn't disappoint. For starters, there was a free bar, all night. Top chaps Ralph and Louise. Next, the venue was hot and dungeon like - this meant we were all thurstily consuminng the white wine. Finally, they didn't chuck us ouut 'till after 1 - which meant that we'd been on the poop since about 5:30 - nearly 8 hours.
It's a wonder there's anyonne alive at ALL today - but actually, we'r not doing too badly - wee've walkked along the south bank for the best part of 2 hours and we've also eaten sensibly today - baguettes and paninis rather than anything too stodgy. So all good reeally - especially when you think we're eating at Pied-a-terre tonight 10 courses of gourmet deliciousness! More on that tomorrow.
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