Anyhow, I get back, and I go to sit down on the side of my bed and there is this god awful cracking noise. My fat ass broke the bed frame!
So Mary had to call Fay so he could bring his tools home to fix it. I was so embarrassed but we all had a good laugh about it. Fay says the wood cracked length wise so it was probably a defect... and even if that's a lie I'm going to go with it.
After Bob the Builder (aka Fay) got done. It still creeks, I'm convinced I'm going to end up on the floor one day....
After that we went down to the Druids (which is a block away) to watch the rugby matches, have a few pints and hang out. Then we had dinner at the house and headed out with Ciara (my host sister) to meet her friends in Bray. It was a good night!
Here are some pictures in case you think I never go out:
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