So 16 years ago, last night, my son kept me in a state of anguish all night, and last night. He did it again!
he, and nine of his friends, 20 bottles of bud, 16 bottles of bacardi breezer, and two bottles of cider (and whatever Cat brought), were consumed as they sang, danced and fell over all round the house. I escaped with Eilidh for a while, but then came back in to be under siege in my bedroom. Thankfully they peaked around 1015, ran out of drink and started to quiet down.
Surprisingly, Steven got up this morning in time for his paper round, but because we are great parents, we did it for him!
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