Whodunnit

I spent Saturday night getting drunk a taking part in a murder mystery game. It was great fun, party because 7/8ths of us were drunk and partly because everyone got into the spirit of the game.

My character was a suave, debonair businessman, but as it was set in the 1900s I shaved my beard off and gave myself a tiny pencil moustache.

I also used enough hair gel that the next morning it was still in place. It was like a motorcycle helmet.

I also learnt that a French accent and a Belgian accent aren't the same thing. And regardless, I can't do either anyway.

Photo below of me looking suave (or at least, that's what I kept telling myself).

It's like James Bond.........'s overweight, less attractive waiter.