Get shedded with colleagues in Hammersmith Pub – check
Thanks for all of the gifts / nice words / advice / zambucha. I had never drunk a Bacardi Breezer before. I snuck out on the pretext of using my phone to grab a crafty chip buttie. Eating is cheating, I know, but at least I didn’t get caught.
Any rumours about me falling asleep at / in the urinals in Smollenskis are false. I was in a comfy stall.