I am so angry and embarrassed! Neither of us go out much so this is the first time in years that he's been out to the pub with his friends. It's as though he's reverted to a teenager who can't handle drink! I felt like his mum when I answered the door.
I sleep like the dead so they must have been ringing the doorbell for a while. Nearly had a heart attack when I opened the door to a police officer. He's not in trouble and nothing bad has happened to him, they found him lying in the street vomiting and picked him up to bring home. I cannot believe it! It looked as though the policeman was trying not to laugh at my reaction. He doesn't know why he was alone or where his friends were and is just lying over the toilet feeling sick. He has vomit over his clothes but has his phone, wallet and keys on him still. His plan is apparently to "not be sick and clean up the sick and not get in our bed".
No real point to this thread, I can't get back to sleep after the shock and have nobody else to tell in the middle of the night. What an idiot. I bet some of our neighbours will have seen it too. And he had his trousers hanging down below his boxers for some reason. His reasoning is "because I'm drunk".