Carole you were my roomie at our first dinner club and I should’ve been alerted by the size and the weight of your suitcase as to how the weekend would be.  I took two bottles of wine, one for each night. When we got to our room you unpacked your own personal bar wine, gin, tonic the works complete with crystal glasses.  At the dinner the table decoration was a very large martini glass full of little blue balls of liquid. After drinking copious amounts of gin (and seeing your capacity for drinking (wow you under the tabled me no problem) and having a small altercation with the receptionist (another story but you’re a tiger when roused) we retired to bed, or fell in the room and crawled to bed to be exact.
 The following morning I woke up very damp and I thought in my drunkenness I had wet the bed, I was mortified and crawled out from between sheets. I confessed my shame to you as I was stripping the bed but the sheet were stained blue.  You were killing yourself laughing and admitted you had emptied a full glass full of the blue bubbles into my bed and they had all squashed when I slept on them (never felt a thing). It was that liquid I was feeling not my own pee.
At the following years dinner you were on great form dancing on the chair and singing your head off but you went to bed at 2 as you were tired.  Anne and I followed some time later when I realised I didn’t have the key.  When I got to the room the door was ajar so I walked in.  Greeting me was the view of your bare arse full on smiling at me sticking up on the bed.  I laughed and didn’t give in to temptation to take a photo.  I got into my bed but they were very close together.  You spent the rest of the night trying to shove your bare arse in my face.  Even in your sleep you had me laughing at your all night moonie.
Some people you just gel with from the minute you meet them and know they will be close friends it’s like that for us.  Whenever we meet up we never have a good time, we have a great time, too many to mention. We have shared our problems and laughed until we cried.  You are one special lady with an ability to deal with all that life throws at you with humour and you have a heart as big a lion.  You also have hollow legs when it comes to alcohol and I am yet to see you drunk after all this time!!!! I luv ya to bits and am privileged to call you my friend, well gin buddy to be precise.
Allison