I met up with Derek in London on Friday night for the flight over but things went badly wrong from there. Our plane to Basle, that was initially delayed for two hours due to fog, was eventually cancelled so we were packed off to a hotel and booked on the first flight out the next day. We made this flight but the bags did not. That meant that the Santa suit I was bringing over for Frank to wear on the Stag doo was not going to make it. Kevin hastily arranged a replacement and as you can see, it made him look sufficiently like a numpty for this to not be a problem.
Santa and his drunken Elves
As usual, Stag rules prevent discussion of events, but suffice to say everyone had a great time and was pretty pished by bedtime - here's the evidence:
You can see a few more photies from the evening here.
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Hey Thomas long time no see. Came across this by accident. We used to work together a long time ago. John Carruthers. Have left that horrible work place and am now married and getting my life together just like you and Kathleen told me to about a million years ago. Hope you guys are doin' okay
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