I walked 11 miles home from the pub.
I played timetable chicken with the last train, and lost. I didn't have enough money for a taxi, no cards on me, and none of the taxi drivers would take the word of a drunken train-missing idiot promishing to pay them at the deshtination, honesht.

So I walked home, 11 miles away. It took me somewhere between two-and-a-half and three hours to do it. I was sober by the time I reached home, my feet were in agony, but I was astonishingly relaxed and calm. And very, very tired. I slept until noon.
( flake has nothing against your right leg, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 9:51, 6 replies)

Stilettos are very bad on the ankles, especially on long walks.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 9:58, closed)

True, but they look so nice and set off my calves a treat.
( flake has nothing against your right leg, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 10:00, closed)

pics or it didn't happen

(DreddPirateBob has watched every scifi film ever on, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 11:06, closed)

hairy bloke in stilettos
On a mate's stag night we grabbed him, dressed him in a basque and stilettos, applied make-up (badly) and threw him into the crowded post-club street. Two policemen were strolling past as this was going on, and one looked at the hairy bloke in stilettos & lace and said to the other, "I would".
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 11:33, closed)

Heh.
Click.
(universalpsykopath loves what you've done with your hair., Thu 21 Jul 2011, 10:38, closed)

I used to walk 16 miles home EVERY
Friday or Saturday night as the taxi money was always spent on 'just one more' to get dropped off a bit further from home, which became further and further away til I had about 2 quid on me which was always enough for a can or two just as the Asian shops were opening up on my walk home as I neared my destination.
(robneymcplum spiced up his life on, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 13:35, closed)