[gruntygiggles]

I was 16, on a night out in Chepstow and one of my sisters friends started chatting me up. I'd known him my whole life, so was happy to let him get in my bacardi & cokes all night. He was happy to be putting shots of vodka in them and lets just say, I got VERY drunk VERY quickly.

My mates Martyn and Steve realised, wiped the floor with him and took me home. Only problem was, as we got to Steves car, I tripped and smashed my head into one of his brand new spotlights. Spotlight on the floor, Cheryl on the floor and one very ****ed off Steve........he'd only put them on the day before!

I was only fully concious again two days later. Martyn and Steve had been coming to check up on me which was extremely brave given that they knew what my mum was like...lol. I apologised for breaking Steves car, Steve told me Martyn had got the money for it off the guy that was spiking my drinks and all was well. Took a while for me to get my voice back though after two days of throwing up nothing but stomach bile.

Never been that drunk since and never will be!

A month later, found out my eye socket was broken!