And the next night.....

Yes, the next night was better, I slept well, the day went well, the evening was not so cold, and at the end of an eventful day, the call came that the kettle was on in a certain Mr & Mrs Safety's caravan. Now call me old fashioned, but a call to a freezing beer tent never did excite me, but an invite to a warm caravan for a cup of tea is much more my..well, you know....

So it's late, very late, but I am my old self, up for a bit of social intercourse (steady....) so we get to M and A's caravan, warm and toasty, and others are there, and the kettle has boiled, but they only have earl grey. Yuck. DC goes to our caravan and gets some tea bags.

He returns with the tea, and a bottle of whiskey or two..now how did that happen? Mr VL seems happy with this development, and soon tea is poured and whiskey is poured. I am happily sat with my mug of tea, and Mr VL gives me DC's glass of whiskey to pass to him.

********* Thinks.......

Well, I don't know how it happened, but there was this slight pause as I was about to pass the whiskey.....and at the same time as DC started to reach forward and go 'Noooooooooooooooooooo....' somehow I had knocked it back and it was all gone. Down my throat. In one go.

My, that was a f*cking big whiskey. For a start the taste was disgusting and made me fold up and kind of shiver and go 'Urrrrch'. Then my face got hot, then my ears got hot, and steam started coming out of them. ''What the....' said Mr M and Mrs A, cos they had not seen the like before.

David explained about the occasional urge which comes over me, a confirmed TT, to down a glass of whiskey..generally exceedingly good stuff, and generally his.

They timed me. Took about 11 minutes. First the smiling...non stop wide smiling....then the giggling....then the not being able to speak properly, followed by total collapse and giggling and general wobbliness..then I was asleep. Sound. I had to be woken up and led back to our caravan.

As I settled into bed, warm and cosy under my duvet and still smiling, DC appeared with glass of water and two nurofen, and made me drink it and take them. Then he tucked me in and wished me goodnight. And I swear, as he looked at me, he was laughing again.....

I promise..I won't do it again...until the next time...