which one would, if they chose to admit it, regale you with tales of them getting so drunk in Barcelona on Saturday night that they spent all Sunday claiming to be about to die, being unable to walk more than 200 yards without having to sit on a bench to recover, Claim frequently that they would never eat or drink again, Sit slumped in chairs outside cafes with there head resting on the cool metal tables for relief, and had to use the rest room in a posh looking eatery when the need for a "technicolour yawn" became too great?

A - Me

B - Mrs F

C - Shipscook.

Clue - the yawn took place in a ladies toilet.

ahem.

Yes we are back.

:wave:

:)