I came home this afternoon to what I believed to be an empty house. I went upstairs to eat a crafty bowl of icecream in bed. The spare bedroom door was open and a topless young man was in bed.
Aparently he is a friend of my sons. My son was out last night came home in the small hours. He talked to me at breakfast and make some brownies then caught a train to go away for the weekend.
I just talked to him. He says the other guy has left his car in a car park but cant go home yet as he is still over the limit.