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Euros Final Dinner & Drinking Plans

In a bit of a dilemma here.

My wife fell asleep (strategic cpl of hours sleep) after she ate brunch.

So the cat was looking dodgy - we both (Mrs and I (be weird if it was the Cat and I)) had a live Cava on the go - she fell into the zzZZZs - I took on the job of not letting it (her Cava in her glass) go to waste - the Cat looked pissed off - I broke the (her) glass by accident - only 1 glass (mine) remains with Cava in (we do have more - but she woke up and after a slash will be wondering where her glass is) - the Cat - I've wiped the blood off the floor and my knee (I knelt on the broken glass) etc - but we only have 1 Cava glass, full - it's my glass - I feel like putting blame onto the cat.

Help Badgers
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Plan was to wander down to the Albion for a couple, as I needed to speak to the Landlord about a large quantity of ale for next weekend, then walk to the Queen for a couple more in the garden there, before a cab home, in time the game.

Needless to say, it's gone wrong.

Made it to the Albion. There were a couple of "pub mates" in there, so 6 pints of Gooden's Gold later, I decided that an early retreat was the best ide. I'm back home, alone, with a fridge full of beer, last dregs of Fridays takeaway curry to eat, and four hours to go.

Please god, an England win in 90 mins.
 
Plan was to wander down to the Albion for a couple, as I needed to speak to the Landlord about a large quantity of ale for next weekend, then walk to the Queen for a couple more in the garden there, before a cab home, in time the game.

Needless to say, it's gone wrong.

Made it to the Albion. There were a couple of "pub mates" in there, so 6 pints of Gooden's Gold later, I decided that an early retreat was the best ide. I'm back home, alone, with a fridge full of beer, last dregs of Fridays takeaway curry to eat, and four hours to go.

Please god, an England win in 90 mins.
mx wcfc, can I commend you on your excellent typing, given you're six pints to the good/bad?
 
Kids are chuffed with afternoon tea and I’ve got my own England Italy theme going on!
 

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Plan was to wander down to the Albion for a couple, as I needed to speak to the Landlord about a large quantity of ale for next weekend, then walk to the Queen for a couple more in the garden there, before a cab home, in time the game.

Needless to say, it's gone wrong.

Made it to the Albion. There were a couple of "pub mates" in there, so 6 pints of Gooden's Gold later, I decided that an early retreat was the best ide. I'm back home, alone, with a fridge full of beer, last dregs of Fridays takeaway curry to eat, and four hours to go.

Please god, an England win in 90 mins.
Hope you wake up happy.
 
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