My cardboard-coloured dreams

Christmas Mexican is a great idea. Especially when sixteen members of Grimsoc, the Sunday Club and Rhys-the-Bouncer all turn up in the same tackily decorated restaurant at once and proceed to eat everything in sight.

Rich polished off the biggest paella the world has ever seen. Everyone else drank a lot of San Miguel.

For afters we all waddled down to Sin, where I spent the entire night chatting to Ed (which is weird because he doesn't normally say anything).

Oh. And I'm a qualified First Aider again too. I have a badge and everything. *Hooray!*