Ok, I admit it.
I am a waltzing loon for a free bar and when it was all systems go at Club Derrig Tuesday night I let myself go for it big time indeed.
The upshoot is that yesterday itself was a complete blank.
I have vague recollections of wandering lonely as a cumulo-nimbus between a number of different watering holes, but then it all cirruses over again and it's like looking through a jug of custard.
Anyone out there can help?
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