"boozy feral pig" might have been a good description of me, JD33.
I was attending an international conference at the University of Adelaide, where we had a 'happy hour' (with unlimited free booze) each day. It was meant to be (I think) from 5pm to 6pm but they usually started serving before 4pm and the booze didn't run out until at least 7pm or 8pm. After that, of course, it was necessary to go to the pub.
When I got back to the UK I was meant to write a report about the conference but I struggled to remember much about it ;-)
(I do remember sitting through a 2-hour lecture though, where - like most people there - I'd failed to notice that I should have been in the upper gallery to benefit from the simultaneous translation on offer. Two hours of listening to a lecture delivered in Japanese is an experience I'd rather not repeat!)