Yesterday was my stag party, which was organised completely by my Best Man, Ian.  It was something I had been looking forward to, and yet at the same time dreading!  Having shared a house with Ian for a couple of years I know he knows me pretty well, and as a result I know I can trust him not to go too far, so there was no risk of drinks being spiked or of me being tied to a lamppost or sent abroad… still, there was always the worry about what else might be introduced into the mix to make it interesting!  I may not have been at any risk of getting hideously drunk, but that didn’t mean I’d be completely safe…

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