Jamie's party was at Ibrox, which was actually kind of incredible. We had access to a balcony overlooking the field. Some random rugby player taught me how to take two shots at once? It was kind of intense. I spent most of the night with Tom Carlile, and it was actually quite nice to get to know him a bit better. Fell asleep sandwiched between him and Allan in Luke's bed. Worst night sleep ever, but it's all gravy.
The train ride home the next day seemed to last for ages. I slept for two day's straight when I finally got home.