Went on a blind date when I was 22, thought it was a Saturday night, met the lads after work on the Friday teatime, a few pints later and the pub phone rings, my mate, “Hammo, what the fuck are you doing in there, you’re supposed to be meeting us for the blind date”. Gets taxi home, quick change, meet my mate and his partner and my blind date. Alas the earlier beers were having an effect, couple more drinks and off to Smokies nightclub, that’s about the last I remember, apparently I called her by the wrong name and eventually fell asleep on a sofa. Funnily enough we didn’t have another date. Fit as fuck as well and her parents were wadded, I was definitely punching!