I heard a voice say "Hello, I just wanted to relieve myself in your front garden". Grumbling, I got out of bed and rather quickly made my way downstairs. Of course, I didn't have a dressing gown. My plan was to run out there shouting at the drunkard, hopefully scaring him off with my.. er.. nakedness.
So, I was surprised, relieved and a little embarassed to discover it was in fact fiendster who'd stopped off on his way back home, a little tiddly. We stayed up chatting and catching up until 2:40am, when I decided we'd really better get some sleep.
Ugh. So tired this morning, so much to do. Crazy drunken friends++ :)