— 6th August 2002
This weekend I attended a stag weekend in Edinburgh prior to next weeks happy hitching of Adrian to Gale.
Got the train from Preston which was packed to the brim with people going up for the festival, and a surprising amount of other stag/hen parties. Needless to say a train had been cancelled earlier meaning our poor carriage had the task of carrying twice it’s capacity, and even more needless to say there was no chance of us getting to sit in our pre-booked seats. So we toodled off to first class and sat there for the entire journey, free of any upgrade charge and very comfortable thankyou-kindly (much to the chargrin of those already there).
Stag do was great with much drinking and .... errr... well much drunk.
Needless to say, we didn’t get to sit in first class on the way home.