Staaaaaaaaaaaag

Popped off to Liverpool today for James' stag do. Turns out the 2 days of drinking he did before we arrived did not sit well with him, and we lost him at about 9:30pm to an alcohol fuelled barf session. So glad I'm not staying at the apartment with him tonight!

Not ones to be put off by the stag being almost-dead, the rest of us are off to party in his name. Staaaaaggggg!