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The hangover
I must be about 8.2 on the Teucheter-scale today. I would have been about 8.9 on friday night but I’ve managed to bring it down a notch or two to a less catastrophic state.
Celtic Connection festivities lived up to expectations. After checking into our 12th floor, ahem, “penthouse” room the evening got underway with that most traditional of Scottish beverages, and one of my all time favourites- The Daiquiri. Well, washed down with a side of chilli and parmesan chips and it’s a definite Celt-Cuban classic! This was followed by…another Daiquiri but this one was in the grand surroundings of the Blythswood Hotel- not a deep fried tatty in sight. After a bit of eavesdropping on some lovies who swore blind they new best friend was the manager of the Black Eyed Peas (really?…but really though?) we moved on to line our stomaches before doing some serious damage. Anyway, we weren’t friends with anyones manager so clearly were not going to fit in. Not with the kind of night we had in mind.