It's the evening after the evening after the three previous evenings, or Wee John's fortieth birthday weekend to be more specific.
Over the next 2-3 days, I'll try to give you a flavour of what went on - or what I remember of what went on, which sadly limits things significantly.
But for some reason I'm still rather tired. No idea why.
Perhaps it was all that rest we had. Because, as you can see above, we were in bed early every single night.
