Yes, the First of May has been and gone. I didn’t get the t-shirt, but I got a t-shirt, and that’s the important thing. I got the t-shirt from a cousin-in-law who has just been to New York, and the t-shirt says "I N Y", but that’s not important. The important thing is, I won’t be wearing it in public.
But this isn’t about my t-shirt. This is about Vappu. A day of merriment and frivolity. A day of drinking heavily the night before and regretting it the morning after.
I spent my Vappu being an unpaid ambulance driver. Somebody, who will remain nameless, fell down and broke their ankle, and had to be driven around. Somebody else, who will also remain nameless, took the opportunity to vomit everywhere and fall asleep in the bathroom. Neither person was me, I’m sorry to say. But I got into the spirit of things.
I had to, because if I remained sober, I would have had to drive more. So I broke into my father-in-law’s liquor cabinet, and drank his vodka. I’m not proud of it.
I only finished half the bottle.