After burning all those calories we went up Wolvo for some dinner. Not Jivans, which meant we had to order the beer before we got it and I had to read the menu. Smashing meal though.
From there we headed to the refurbished Possada. I pondered whilst watching a very happy David Caultard weather the budget had extended to the gents.
Well it had but it stank of old gents toilets! The night was over I was tired my legs were throbbing and my head was spinning.