That's how we roll.

It seemed that no bar in Doncaster had Jack Daniels in stock. Seeing as were at the race course we thought it appropriate to move on to the bubbly stuff.

Turns out that Drappier champagne at 29 quid a pop is a bit heart burn inducing - we still managed to put a fair few bottles away though.

M was working on an american dude today, another lovely piece so he didn't get in on the champagne action until it was too late. We packed up and said our cheerios to various artists and friends. This is our last convention of the year so it'll be a while before we see them.

Dinner was had in a lovely wee Italian place. I don't think the waiting staff were too happy when we rocked up at 9.45pm asking for a table for 8. I left early because M got a bit excited over the green beans and tipped my drink straight into my lap...

...A mighty good day today :)