Belgian night out?

Got in a little late last night as I was busy being 'host-ly.' A job that basically involves taking Belgians out into the streets of Newbury to get a little bit merry with beers. Met up with some old friends along the way though and even got into an hour long conversation about the Nintendo 64. Paid the price this morning though. While I was not hung-over in the slightest I was just exhausted from last night's festivities which made work drag a little bit in places. Especially the evening party I was cooking for, halfway through doing their order I got a phone call that seriously increased the number of kids who needed feeding. This trick repeated a few times. Nightmare.