Well, honey chile, I've consumated marriages in some strange places, but that was the first time during Happy Hour. And me an Adelphi virgin, too.

I met El Ted and the delightful Sweetfia, whose underpants I manfully resisted pinging, and I'm sorry I missed the singing, but I had to make Oaklet's cocoa and sooth him with a text from Herget and by singing some light operetta favourites. If only you all knew him as I do, frail genius that he is.

Power drinking, the true path.