We went to the Movember night at the bar last night. Which raised over €400 for mens health charities and had a room full of men sporting a variety of worrying facial hair. P was robbed of the trophy by someone who looked like a cross between Freddie Mercury and one of the village people.
I won second in the tombola, which is the only thing I've won since I made my aunt carry the enormous pink panther round Rye after a similar lucky event. I won, wait for it, 6 bottles of wine....because that's what's missing from our lives!
It's posh wine mind!
It was an excellent night even if I can still taste the garlic from someone's lethal humus, right then, must do my homework, right after I've brushed my teeth again.
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- P and C , fat lula (in spirit) + Y.U
- Not so much a learning curve more a 1:5 gradient.
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