to think that only a complete and utter moron would

[NotQuiteCockney]

hold a kids' party, 50 kids, at home, homemade food on a Saturday afternoon.

And then go out karaoke singing (starting with a sore throat, and of course total exhaustion) and stay out drinking until 2:30 in the morning.

With no childcare arranged for the next morning.

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow my head.

I just want a week to myself - never mind, both boys are at school now, I do get time off in the week.

I'm feeling ok now, and having guacomole for tea, which should help more. No running today, though - am booked to go tomorrow, anyway. I ran into one of the mums from the party, in Woolies today, and she looked just like this ->

Well, I feel a lot better today, but I think my voice is worse.