Mums' night out

Posted by Katy Regan at 14:43 on 8 Oct 2009

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I am off on my first ever girls' night out with the mums from Fergus's school this evening and as I often do on ‘first' occasions of this nature where nobody really knows you and has not been drinking with you before,  I am toying with the idea of re-invention.

How's about, rather than being the last-to-leave-the-pub total lush that I actually am I  become ‘smug mum'. I never get too pissed, never make a fool of myself , over-share or say inappropriate things about the teacher/ other parents /  my sex life and best of all, I look a million dollars in the playground the next morning, smiling patronisingly at all the other mums with their filthy hangovers.

Yeah, who am I kidding? Who wants to bet a million pounds, that I get really drunk, over-share, say nothing but inappropriate things, am last to leave the pub and look like a total dog tomorrow in the playground where I will stand wearing enormous sunglasses and avoiding that mum I cornered all evening telling her about that time I went to a nudist resort....oh and did I tell you about that time I went to a swinger's club? ....(it was work research)....oh, and how I went to stage school with Posh Spice , oh and how I have a secret guilty crush on Peter Jones from Dragon's Den...?

Come to think of it. Maybe I'll stay in....

 

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