Well, after the terrific party on Monday, I rather stupidly went to the pub on Tuesday and ended up pretty leathered again on Tuesday evening. Let's just say that I've suffered with Hangover squared today and have felt really, really terrible.
So much so that collectively myself, Bryan and Gordon have called off our night out tomorrow... what a bunch of weak old farts! Friday is Poker day at T17 and that usually means a drink or two if the last few years is anything to go by.
We're winding down in the office now and everyone's still on a bit of a high (great party and a bonus tend to do that) and I think everyone is looking forward to some time off and getting back to it next year.