Am I the only parent who does not go out drinking?

[Matildathebrave]

Or am I really boring? Every month or so there are mum's nights out and they get absolutely hammered. I mean they will start off with several shots before going on to the first pub, be out until the early hours then vomit several times.

Now, I did all of the above in my teenage years and early twenties and couldn't think of anything worse now.

I would feel bad on the kids coming home in such a state. I am starting to look like the boring mum who doesn't like a good time.

Is it just me?

gawd I see the banter brigade have swooped in. Im off

Pagwatch it went all over my shoes. Classy. Although not as classy as the time I was trying to be discretely sick into a small kleenex clutched in my fist. Packed tube, with last orders not even called. However, the prettiest sick I ever made was after a night of drinking snakebite and black. There was heavy snowfall. Beautiful. Woke up with a strange man's coat on the banisters. But no man.

Yep. If you grow up in north devon you learn to drink very early because there is fuck all else to do.

I used to love North devon carnival season. Every week dress up as a pearly queen or clown, take a 2L bottle of coke, tip half of it down the drain and top up with vodka, then drink whilst dancing round on carnival float. Then throw up in Ilfracombe harbour at the end.

Golden childhood.

bye bye boglach

GetOrf it happens like that sometimes. Best out than in though, feet or no feet. Luckily skin is washable. Mostly.

surely as an indicator of what values you are instilling in your kids and whether you are a 'better person', how smug/judgemental you are is much more telling than, whether you enjoy a drink/can drink without puking?

Batter girls? Like on fish? I'm no good at making batter. I can make butter though. Butter girls?

I can't really remember the last time I was really hammered, think it was a couple of new years ago.

I also can't remember when I last when clubbing - bloody hell what an awld fart I am.

I've never drunk alcohol in my life. Which is why I'm secretly being prepped by GCHQ to be Queen of the World. I'm considerably better than the bloody lot of you.

And dull. But them's the breaks. I like drunk people. You can get them to do stuff for the lolz.

I knew it. Cliquey Unfunny fuckers at it again. With the in-jokes and the talking.

I am astonsihed that there are fish in Ilfracombe harbour, what with all the vomit and neat sewage.

Well I cant bloody drink. Not only do I sink into malevolent self-pity indecently quickly, but I start crying at some point the next sodding day I think its fair to say that alcohol and I do NOT get along.

Which was fine when I was with stinky tedious ex, but now have hot toyboy ex and want to get pissed with him occasionally.

(misses feeling pissed and snuggly)

Banter Brigade. Providing militant badinage for the masses. Into formation troops, now.... JOKE 2, 3... QUIP 2, 3... BANTER 2, 3.... And FAAAALLLLL OUT.

ex? I meant DP.
Must stop MNing while trying to pay attention to small child.

Sue & GetOrf - dh is cornish. Feckin west cuntry all over my world. bumpkins

What I can't stand, worse, worse by far than women drinking, is women enjoying themselves.

IT MAKES ME SICK

Have you never been to Ilfracombe aquarium Getorf? It's a portacabin-type building with 'local' fish only. So they are all small, brown, confused and slightly tedious.

Is it the talking Sue? Is it making you cross? Did you call me a fucker? That's not kind behavior. Careful before I put my hands on your shoulders and shove you into a pew.

showy why have you not drunk booze then?

I was in Ilfracombe in June. Somebody set a bin on fire and the lady from the lambs leather, buy a bag and purse shop, you know the one, down from the harbour, reeks of leather, came out and shouted at the perp. Twas like street theatre.

Cornish Pinot? Oh dear. Izze a fisherman's friend, lover?

Eez from PZ too - proper cornish.
#fail

YY Tufty, I am sick of all the quichey de-railing of threads with funniness. Or un-funniness, I forget.

Anyway, stop bjullying me. With your threats. I know social workers, innit.

I hate people in quiches

Spesh those in 2 or more. FFS.

My dc have never seen me drunk.
I should have a crown or something.

It does help that I am pretty stupid and unreasonable when sober, so squiffy passes unnoticed too