The night is over, and the figures in, counted and heres the result:
CANS: 4 (cider)
WINE: 2 (glasses)
PRE-BLOGGING PINTS: 2
DREAMS ABOUT BEING STUCK ON A BROKEN DOWN BUS IN A RAINY DOVEDALE WHERE THE ONLY OTHER PASSENGER IS ANNA SOUBRY, AND SHE HAS FANGS: 1
CIGARETTES: Too many. Throat feels like I’ve gargled glass.
CUPS OF TEA NEEDED FOR RECOVERY: 4