Last Saturday night we went for a 'couple of quiet drinks' which is always dangerous.  We managed to stumble home some time in the early hours after several vodkas in various bars.  This would have been fine if it wasn't for the fact that we had an appointment in the morning.  My friends, Jez and Nula had their daughter, Grace christened.  I have to admit I wasn't feeling the best, in fact it was the hangover from hell. But we arrived in our smartest suits, sat through the service, then mingled.  But the hangovers took the best of us so we drove 15 mins down the road to S's parents where we went straight to bed and power napped for an hour.  We needed it. Afterwards I got to meet more of his family including his brother, sister in law and nephews.  I think I have now met and been introduced to the entire clan.  Talking of family, my cousin is getting married and my aunt has been continuously phoning to get me to go down.  Not that I've got anything against my cousin but I just don't want to go, ok maybe ive got a chip on my shoulder because they didn't turn up to my moms funeral 13 years ago (boy I can bear a grudge). Either way I've made my excuses.  I can cope with other peoples family, but not my own.