Stag do in Manchester.
Finally got back to bed,drunk, in the Brittania Hotel I think it was. On Deansgate.
Woke up in need of a pee. Stumbled out of room into corridor naked.
Couldn’t get back into room. Saw a door for fire exit. Went through, desperate to pee. No way back through fire door. The only way was down stairs, out onto the back of the hotel, blessed relief for the bladder.
Now I had to return to the hotel main entrance on Deansgate and go to reception to be let back into the room. I am quite a shy kind of guy too.