After a great Friday night out on my wife’s office party, I find myself in shackles again today.
I am not normally a drinker and it doesn’t take too much before I loose my way, however I do remember most of the fantastic evening, food, music and dance. I also remember getting home and settling down in the lounge. However I awoke this morning in the lounge still but shackles locked on my ankles, desperate for some water I hobbled into the kitchen to have a drink.
Looking at the clock it was pretty late and my wife had gone into the city centre to do shopping (I should have been with her but I am in no state for that), I have no idea where the keys could be to release myself so I guess I have to wait until she returns. I can only guess she put them on me last night or this morning without me even knowing.
I hope I have not done anything too bad, as this could be a long sentence being shackled again.