My husband's friend and his wife invited us out for dinner last night. Planned it about a week in advance as they have 3 kids and they had to get a babysitter.
At about 9.30, after we finished the meal, Gem wanted to go to the next town as there was a party going and some other friends would be there. HIs friend's wife threw a wobbly, burst out into tears and ran off to the bathroom because she thought we were going back to their house to share a bottle of wine.
After Gem tried to explain he was really sorry and misunderstood the intention of the evening completely and that if they preferred to go back to theirs, we would, as nothing was set in stone.
We were asked however, to leave
So we went to the party anyway, which was great for about half an hour until I started being sick all over the pavement after having one poxy glass of wine all evening. Needless to say we headed home and went to bed.
I think I may hide in bed today. Bad things happen in threes