Home agian, home again, jiggety jig

[ailbhe]

Early waking, breakfast, oops is that sunshine we see? So we went home. We were both very very tired. Oh - when I woke this morning I sneezed 30 or 40 times in a row without stopping. It was very peculiar.

Rob wasn't very well when I got home so I carefully checked what he'd taken. He ended up with a cocktail of dehydration remedy, decongestant, ibuprofen and paracetemol. He felt better.

He headed off for his stag party at about 5:30 and returned at about 11:30 almost entirely sober. I had been waiting for an invasion of drunken revellers, but apparently they were too scared of what I might do if they got out of hand. So it was just Mike Crowe (the best man) and Rob, and we went into the back garden and drank tea and lit sparklers. Yay.