I went out on the lash with Rachel, my sister and my mum.
It certainly wasn't like drinking with blokes, I must say. It took my sister five minutes to decide which wine she wanted; I'd usually have been on the second round by the time we actually ordered. Then, we sat down and had a conversation about curtains.
Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at August 05, 2004 07:32 PMHey, it could've been about stationery or articles of female hygiene... :)
Posted by: blacky on August 5, 2004 08:33 PMIt's a start, next you could try one who's not related to you.
Posted by: steve on August 5, 2004 09:04 PMA bit different from the days up at the Billet eh. I remember the conversations being a bit... 'full of bollocks'? & very, very drunk at the time :)
Posted by: Kevan Thurstans on August 6, 2004 08:51 AMThey were probably too embarrassed to talk about willies with you there. That's what women usually talk about when they're on the piss. Or shagging or orgasms or periods or boobs. But mostly willies.
Posted by: Katherine on August 6, 2004 02:10 PMHey, that's a coincidence! Blokes talk about boobs too!
Posted by: Simon on August 6, 2004 06:43 PM