This story is also set in Wales at the Wedding of Kim and Gemma Harland. It is a night I remember well (one of many, not all in Wales though!) Our family all stayed in a hotel within walking distance of the reception. It was a great day and everyone was in good spirits walking back at the end of the evening. Mike had a few drinks (quite a few) and before long was out for the count. A couple of hours later I was woken by a loud noise (luckily for Mike I could hear better then). The hotel door had slammed and I realised Mike had mistaken it for the bathroom so he was outside somewhere wandering! As you can guess, he didn't remember a thing the next day and the picture of him in nothing but his boxers will make me smile forever. One year on and I miss you more xx