Outside a casino after yours truly had been ejected from the venue for falling asleep in the toilet (some say the words "whose idea was it to have 10 pints?" may have been involved). This friendly chap was trying to get in and got rejected. I tried in my affable drunken way to convince him that he was wasting his time arguing with the bouncer and he decided it was my fault that he didn't get in.
Thanks Scooshie
I'll probably be ok, got a few things I need to sort out.
Although if someone were to offer domestique duties on a century attempt I would not say no...
Not wired shut, got titanium plates screwed to my jaw. They reckon I'll be able to get them removed in four months or so.