Conception, alcohol and out on the tiles

Have been thinking this weekend about dates .. nope not courting sort of dates but conception dates.
I know a lot of people who were born the first few days of October including myself .. think back, work it out, we were conceived New Years eve! Haha I will have to have a word with my parents and ask them if they had fun all those years ago on NYE and was my conception no doubt due to over consumption of alcohol?!
Bet you know someone who has a birthday beginning of October too?
I have been partying this weekend it was a close friends birthday too, great to see lots of old faces and catch up over a gin & tonic or ten, I find that g&t doesn't give me a hangover, well not as much as some wines do. I love wine but am particular with what sort I drink, suppose it has something to do with my parents who certainly like a drink and used to encourage my sister and I to drink wine from an early age with dinner:) They were of the opinion that it stopped teenagers abusing alcohol if they were allowed it from a young age ... hmmmm not necessarily true haha I remember my first time away from my parents I drank a few barley wines in bottles through a straw! Was I drunk or what, it is a terrible drink, think it is about 10% and the sort of thing you imagine old men with red noses drinking, not "delicate" young ladies?! I don't think I could ever drink it again even if I was paid a lot of money, makes my stomach churn thinking about it .. yuk!
Had a nice week, had a couple of dates which were nice long appointments. On one we went into town and ensconsed ourselves in a good old London boozer. Sitting chatting with my gent in the packed pub a couple of men joined our table, one of which seemed very elderly, bright red nose (barley wine?) he took rather a shine to me and kept interruping our conversation, would I stay and chat with him, nice lady etc etc .. then as me and Mr. X were getting up to leave he called out "Where did you find him then"? If only he knew ... how tempting it was to call back "Punterlink infact!" Wonder if he would have still thought I was a "nice lady?!" Well I am a nice lady, a nice lady with a slightly unusual job I suppose.
We wandered around and had a peep at the walk-ups the upstairs windows glowing a deep cerise, same job different way of doing it I suppose. I was intrigued and went up to a door to peer up only to find myself nearly smacking noses with a gent who was hurriedly coming out doing up his cufflinks ..ooops! After dinner we went back to Mr. Xs club for some shuteye and "things". Always manage to stay awake nearly all night and then when its time to vacate the room the next day, Im rushing around frantically trying to get ready, recovering stray stockings and lost knickers from dark corners and searching manically for my sunglasses to cover my puffy, tired eyes.
Sometimes I giggle to myself with this job, pulled over in a layby as my naughty phone was ringing, went to answer and was greeted by a lot of crackling then my private phone rang so I answered that too, it was my mum nattering about everyday stuff then my naughty phone cleared and a voice asked me if I did watersports, what a contrast, mother talking about the weather and dull relatives and another voice asking me about certain sex acts of a urinary nature .. such a double life!
Looking forward to this week, off on a trip with a lovely gent somewhere nice and warm, will be fun to be Mr. & Mrs. Smith for a few days ... anyway I'm rambling away here but its good to talk (type).
Jx

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