Catch-up Time Again

Oopsy. Nearly two weeks without a post.

So, uh. The wedding reception was great. I travelled to Inverness with some relatives, and we stayed two nights in the hotel where the reception was held. A very nice hotel it could be too, with a bit of work. Actually, it looks like they've made done some of that, but haven't quite gotten around to finishing it. They had a very nice swimming pool, where (according to the literature in the hotel rooms) 'bathing costumes must be worn'. Spoilsports.

Er, anyway. With travelling up on the Friday, and the reception not being until Saturday evening, I pretty much had a whole day to fill. Fortunately, being the resourceful type, with access to a bar and a nice sunny place to sit, this didn't present a problem.

Yeah, that's right, I did say 'a sunny place'. In Inverness. In the middle of April. Who'd have thought it? Sitting in the hotel grounds all afternoon, sipping overpriced Irish cider, turned out to be very pleasant indeed. By the time of the reception I'd moved onto Jack Daniels and Coke, which didn't impress the Highland relations much at all.

After drinking from around noon until 1am, I was expecting a bugger of a hangover on Sunday morning. But guess what? I woke up feeling fresh as a daisy. OK, I woke up at 10am feeling fresh as a daisy, but still. I've had horrendous hangovers from drinking far less. Obviously my mistake up until now has been... Not drinking enough.

Pick a hole in that one.