It's my party and I'll ply (myself with drink) if I want to!

All the preparation is over. The grass is cut, the Gazebo stands proudly in the middle of the garden, the eight-man tent is erected for the kids (and maybe the paralysed drunks!), the house is cleaned from top to toe, the food is prepared, The keg is chillin' in the gazebo, and the party music is selected and organised (Thanks for a great job Cian).

The day of the party dawns; Well, the day of the party arrives full of grey clouds heavy with rain. Can you believe it's the worst day for about a month!

The guests all arrive on time (that's a promising sign). The lads stare gloomily out into the sopping garden and think, "I'm not going out there for any money". The lads stare gloomily at the gazebo and think, "That looks nice but I still aint going out in the rain". The lads stare at the Keg in the nice gazebo in the sopping garden and don't think. Standing room only in the gazebo!


There are 2 guitar players armed with their instruments and they entertain us with a variety of songs both old and new (we would have had 3 players but Kay is just too shy to play in public). Eveyone looks to be thoroughly enjoying themselves.

The last guests make their weary way home about 4.30am. At this time normal people would head to bed satisfied that their party was a success. This is a LOWE party however so Kay decides to take the KRAP out for a pyjama walk (by the way Lads you put on an awesome show.) After a little trouble retrieving the boys nightwear due to a locked door and a heavy sleeper Kay rigs out the lads from her Pyjama Mountain and off they go around the estate at 5.30 in the morning!


Thanks a million to everyone for making our Engagement-cum-Housewarming party a date to remember!