“LADS, LADS, LADS TIME to go, come on NOW Taxi is LEAVING. This stag has been stagged.”

Johno and Bazzer abruptly stopped their rendition of Fairytale of New York.

“What about the strippers” Bazzer asked and then passed out right where he stood.

“Stay with him I’ll bring around the car, get him awake and get him puking. He’ll be grand.”

And that was my Stag night. I used to be like them but I’d gotten sense and gotten sober. Almost five years to the day. In fact, my wedding day three weeks from now was my 5-year birthday sober too. When you had it as bad I had it you tended to care about dates. Like how many years or days you’d managed. You had to remain vigilant. I mean, say what you want about Paulie, Bazzer and Johno,