My last three days, explained.
Disturbingly, the photo below is the first photo of the night - immediately after arriving at the RSL and consuming several Vodka & Raspberry's.
It was apparently a 'take away' special - we weren't supposed to consume it on premises. We soon wore down the bar man, and enjoyed several bottles. I am slightly unclear as to why the barman then wrote my name on the bottle. I think it had something to do with the Victoria Secret lingerie show we were watching at the time. The reason I forgot, I mean. And then...onto some scotch.
...and then we started on the Malibu & Port.
...and then it started going down hill.
On the way home, I popped in to see my father, and pick myself up a lovely bottle of 72% vodka and some chocolate, and said hello to his rainbow lorikeet, Gonzo.