Bewitched, I have no idea, or can't remember if you said where you live. But, presumably, East Grinstead isn't very near? Did you fall asleep on the train? 
I totally agree that Solasum was particularly elegant; she was the second to arrive (after me); there I was, vaguely perspiring in the heat and she walked in looking as cool as a cucumber and fabulous 
SBG, I owe you an apology for labouring a point about something we both have in common, but have different views on. I'm sorry, I should have kept my gob shut 
limited, I too, carried on drinking when I got home. Not the best of ideas, given that I knew we'd have to be up early today to go out with DP's DS and his (DS's) DC (nearly 4yo). I had forgotten that even the mildest of hangovers and energetic small children is a quite, erm, challenging combination. I'm now knackered, but guess I'll be out for the count tonight!
I've just remembered a comment I received, when I was in the loos, with one of the women from the other upstairs party. She said something like "oh, I thought there'd be a massive queue in here - there are so many of you". I couldn't work out whether she thought we were all a bunch of complete pissheads, or whether she thought we'd all be going for a pee in unison
