Shay Bottomley Blogs

There’s an (in)famous saying: “a drunk mind speaks a sober heart.” Perhaps unsurprisingly, this would soon enough be ratified when me, Anthony and Oliver decided we would like to go on holiday together whilst sipping an eighth pint in Plymouth ( http://shaybottomleyblogs.blogspot.com/2018/05/anthonys-graduation-and-fancy-dress.html ). Sure enough, after I had undressed as Ali G, the three of us Ollie and his dad, John, booked a hotel in Tenerife with three seats on the plane. Handy that! We’d be joined by a fourth warrior in the form of Josh, who makes his Shay Bottomley Blogs debut. Josh had booked much later than us, but since the hotel was already booked we only had to make one phone call to inform the Club La Costa Monterrey staff that there’d be four residents instead of three. He’d be on a different flight, transferring from Wycombe to London Stansted via coach, which in my mind gave him the award for most courageous man of the holiday before we’d even set off!