the doctor is on the medicine

Alas, the aesthetically pleasing interior of Rosewood was locked behind closed doors last night when Gordon, Graham and I went out for Gordon's bachelor party. A real shame in my opinion. The alternative was the San Francisco Brewing Company which was quite good. After a boy's night out we caught up with the girls after their girl's night in (owing to the suprisingly sleeping Lucy) only to find Mary, Red Bull and Vodka induced swerve fully on. Reminded me of Luxembourg for some reason...
I suspect all the accents and the realization that I'll be in Europe for a full month made her pine for the special Tour de France hangover memory. I suspect I'll have a few while on the road.