Stag Do

Amazing thunder and lightning overnight, but the garden seems to have escaped damage, though a torrent had obviously run down the path, scouring a channel through the path grit. What a to do.
And then, it "came away nice." So nice, I slumbered in the sunshine. 
But not for too long, as I had to spruce myself up and head up town - for it was my stag do! Oh, uproarious it was. There was beer aplenty, some football on the TVs, and even a couple of whiskies. All in moderation of course, although I was shocked to find how much of a struggle it was to order up a cab home using the mobile app. I seemed to have ordered four cabs. That shouldn’t happen at all.