Two in a row was always going to be tough.
I get through Thursday night okay by leaving early, but Friday it all goes Pete Tong:
- I loose my bow tie
- I spill red wine all down my shirt (dancing while drinking never works)
- I do okay on the bucking reindeer
- I hog the karaoke microphone and murder Queen, Elton John, Abba ... and the list goes on
- I round it all off by asking the taxi driver if I can paint his portrait.
Oh dear.
On the plus side ....
here's some sketches purporting to be of Jeffrey Archer.
I just can't seem to get the likeness right, so here's a sketch of Casares in Spain that I do like:
