Party in Canterbury

It was a return to the old stomping ground of Canterbury as Becky was celebrating being 24, this the weekend after 30th November. It was fun as these things always are and instaed of staying in one place such as at Lynny's place (and really Becky's apartment was very delightful but not really the kind to hold parties in, being designed for one person as it was). So we hit the town. We ended up in Alberry's where I felt the effects of not drinking that much in the days leading up to this, with mixing (well, what else could I do? We had white wine in the restaurant and I'm not ordering that in pubs, even if I was so inclined) that reduced me to being slumped in the sofas downstairs. Luckily, there were plenty of others to provide conversation. Over the course of the day, we went to the Cuban Bar, the Old Tavern, to Marlowe's restaurant, to WestBar, back to the Cuban Bar, to the Cherry Tree, to the Hobgoblin and then finally on to Alberry's, though I may have missed out something, despite my memory recollection not being that impaired. Stayed the night at Becky's place though I'm glad I brought my sleeping bag as her living room floor is hard, though bless her, Becky bought a rug ahead of this weekend to ameliorate it s effects.