On the razz Thursday, Friday and Saturday - not once going to bed before 3am meant I was a teeny weeny bit still drung on the Sunday morning whilst enjoying a fab full English breakfast at the hotel.
A bespectacled man in his 40's comes and asks me what I'd like to eat and I tell him I want everything..I was starving.
Jacob was already at the table and he remarked that the man wasn't wearing his glasses and had a different shirt on when he'd served him a few moments earlier.
Don arrives at the table and the man who'd served me, but not wearing glasses, came and asked what Don would like.
A moment later Conor bumbles down and the waiter without his glasses attends to him.
A few minutes later Jacob and myself get presented with breakfast by the man without his glasses.
Off he goes and a nano second later he appears again with Don and Conor's food wearing his glasses and a different shirt!
Bearing in mind a) lack of sleep and b) this was 9am we were a bit confuddled and full of giggles.
Checking out the lovely owner got chatting to us, it's her hotel.....and yes, she runs it with her identical twin sons!