Sorry that I have not been in touch over the weekend, but Moff still has no internet connection in her flat and I didn't fancy carting lappit about Edinburgh on our pub crawl cultural weekend.
I think I may have made a tactical error later on on Friday night when I decided that absinthe was the perfect chaser for Adlestones Cider.....a mistake lifestyle choice I repeated for about three of the five pints. Any way we were all tucked up in bed by 4am, and yes I am sorry to say I was very very drunk.
So drunk I don't remember the chips shop, but I do remember the curry house.
Saturday I woke with no hangover at all! mainly due to still being horribly drunk. Shipscook provided one of his fantastic cooked breakfasts and after a little laying on the floor going urg from me, we all went out to the frost fair.
I have a silly Russian style woolly have that I purchased for myself, I got Moff her xmas prezzies and we met her friend B who is still basically a Viking and we all had lots of good hot Gluhwine. Oh nommy.
Also got something for my mythical flat - a Rock salt Lamp, which is basically a big lump of stripey amber coloured rock salt with a bulb inside it. Mrs F got it for me as she believes that doing things like this will actually help the flat become real. I hope it works.
This morning I woke up feeling rather drained and, well shite basically.
I am now on the train heading home, and there just may be a few silly piccies about later.
Hope you are all well.
