God Save the Queen, for a 4 day Bender...

Now, I'm not a royalist as such, I don't really pay attention to anything the Royal Family are doing, and I reguarly think that we are paying for the Queen to hire someone to wipe her royal arse, but I am a sucker for a 4 day bank holiday and an excuse to get royally merry for a good cause.

Whilst I didn't get the whole 4 days off, I took full advantage of this weekend, and drank until my liver couldn't take anymore. So much so that by the 5th day, my body got the shakes and was asking where the daily supply of wine was. I got so used to having a hang over during the day that I actually started to cope at work and just went about my daily business whilst feeling like I want to vom instead of being bed bound and moaning how ill I feel.

Sunday night I met a friend after work and played catch up whilst they were pissed and dancing to a beatles tribute band. After 5 squashed frogs, 2 raspberry vodkas, 5 apple sours and double vodkas and orange juices coming out of my ears I was happily dancing along to 'let it be' by Sir Paul McCartney (well, said friend thought it actually was him and tried hassling him for a photo, when I sensibly realised it was actually just an old man with a bullet wig), when they finished their set... So in true Super Sunday style we took bottles of wine to the beach and proceeded to drink down there until one of us passed out. All in all a good night, resulting in finding my boyfriend half naked 100 metres passed out from his house...

Who said the Royal Family were such duds? The excuse to party 4 days straight seems a pretty good idea to me! Cheers Queenie!