Well another fun filled black eye Friday, which for those who don't know is what the Friday when most people finish work for the Christmas holidays is nicknamed, they tend to finish work early about lunch time and they then head straight down to the pub for a long boozy session. They keep us busy shuffling them from pub to pub, and as the day wears on they get the worse for wear. It gets to about four p.m and then I start to pick some of them up to go home, and they are telling me what a good night they have had, they are convinced that because it's dark that it must be late at night. Then some want you to book a taxi for them in an hour or two's time, "because they are going back out again after a shower or meal" and you just know that in ten minute's time they will be fast asleep and snoring. Once a year drunks I call them the worst kind because they aren't used to it, they take ages to get out of the car because you are their new best friend and they want to tell you their life story many times over, very slowly.