Two glasses of white wine in La Tasca.... lovely meal at Bistro Pierre with work mate/ fun person Clair and Flickr buddies/ good friends Rick and Jeanette. So far so good. At least three glasses of wine with meal.Nice cards and pressents. Good food and company. Meal finishes - pay bill - very happy. Clair suggests 'night not over yet' and we all hit the town... go across to St James Street pub where invited to try my first zambooca and another glass of wine. Rick and Jeanette leave.. Time has flown as it is nearly kicking out time (11.0'clock) so we search for another bar and have a quick drink in one by the market place and then leave for a taxi back to her place. I forgot my bag and ran back in a wavy line to the pub, grab bag and run back to her. Fall over big time on the pavement. Clair nearly wets herself laughing. Pick myself up and go to taxi and back to my friend's house. I meet her brother and her cat TJ and have a few more drinks. Over time her brother is suprised to hear Clair and I speaking fluent German(well in our befuddled brains it sounds so) and suddenly it is four in the morning. Clair goes to bed and I doss down on the sofa. TJ sniffs my incumbant hand at about seven o'clock. Clair's 10 year old daughter is up and about and getting herself ready for school as well as making me a much needed cup of tea. At 9 o'clock Clair is now late for work and we get a taxi into town. She goes into work with a massive hangover and I crawl home on the bus and sleep in my own bed until four that afternoon. I have discovered that I smashed my glasses case when I fell and chipped a lump out of my camera and my knee. Good time was had by all. I am so glad I took the day off work to recover!