A Fairytale Of Bath

I spent the day winding up my colleague Sam at work. Friday night, the whole network team went out to La Flamenca; and while most of us went home after our meal, a few went to a pub where the drinks flowed.

By all accounts, Samuel had one too many shots of Schnapps. I received the news of his drunken escapades, and spent most of today making the poor lad paranoid about what he may, or may not have said while intoxicated.

Good thing Bath City were playing away on Saturday, and I decided to leave at 11pm; otherwise I too may have been regretting a late, drunken Friday night.

A photo (alleged) to have been taken of Sam on Friday