It has been many years since I went out at 9 in the evening and got home at gone 3 the following morning. There is something about going out with girlfriends that means that even if you dont have a drink you spend the whole evening laughing - mainly at the expense of men. Firstly there were the very loud shirts except for Mr Worcester whose shirt was not loud but was pink. He had a wonderful voice - we all agreed on that and the softest hands - two of us agreed on that (only because the third team member did not get the opportunity to touch a hand). She would have agreed had she to managed a high five with him. Then there is the decline in conversation as the evening progresses. Womens conversations are not for the feint hearted especially when they stray into the area of adult toys - and we are not talking train sets or scalextric. However I do feel that spitting out alcohol is a crime too far and I am afraid one of the group will be reminded of her need to empty her mouth, not once but three times during the evening. Somehow it was not her fault but ours for making her laugh. All I can say is that she wants to be grateful that the alcohol did not make its way down her nose. Well I am off to bed now as I am getting old and I really so need to sleep.