I awake to sunlight, a fuzzy head and teeth that itch after a heady evening in Parken and after reviving in the superb shower in what is a very nicely appointed hotel room we meet down in reception where a re-enactment of the fast love video is going on amidst fits of hysterical laughter which has our delightful Danish hosts thinking we are all total nutcases!







After shooting some crazy video and pictures we all set off across City Hall Square and off up Fredericksbergadde in search of breakfast on another delightful sunny morning, eventually finding a quiant little cafe down a side street and ordering coffee,tea,fruit juice,traditional Danish sandiwches and bizarrely lasagne.
The food is as always here wonderfully presented and Helen has the largest,most peculiar bacon butty we have ever seen which just serves to heighten the laughter even more.
I try Jeff's mobile but there is no response so I assume he is still asleep.
After eating our fill we head off in search of the tour buses which serve as the easiest and quickest guided tour you can get and jump on the first one available.



Now it would have been useful if the recorded commentary was actually working for the first ten minutes as this was the only bit of the tour we hadn't walked around on the first day but alas the weather is scorching once again so after touring the docks and various other attractions as the bus turns alongside the Nayvahn we decide to jump ship and go in search of a drink.





We select a pleasant looking cafe/bar and choose to sit outside along the edge of the canal where we can watch the world go by and enjoy the buskers,cold drinks and nibbles. Well all except me it seems as they appear to have completely forgotten my order but at least they compensate us on the bill later to make up for it.
I try to phone Jeff but just get the message "sod off" from his answer phone so assume he is still sleeping off the previous evenings excesses!
We meander our way back across Kongens Nytorv passing the barrel organ man and head off in search of souvenirs down the Ostergaade towards our hotel once more.













After dropping off our purchases I manage to get Jeff on the phone and inform him we are heading for the Tivoli for the evening but he is under the impression it is terribly expensive to get into.
We arrive at the Tivoli and are charged the princely sum of £8 to get in which includes free rides for the hours so Helen and I quickly head off in search of the biggest and scariest we can find whilst the other girls watch from a safe distance as these two lunatics hurl around the sky in fits of giggles.
The gardens are a delight with their many pavillions,restaurants,ornamental lakes,fountians and of course the rides all surrounded by a mass of coloured lights which truly comes alive as the sun sinks over the horizon.









Another call to Jeff to find out where they are and he informs me he has managed to fall arse over tip down at the harbour and is currently headed for his hotel to clean up his wounds, presumably after Penny and Ash have finished killing themsleves laughing at him!
After enjoying the Demon rollercoaster we head off around the Tivoli to admire the illuminations and eventually decide to have dinner al fresco at a restaurant down beside the lake from where  we can watch the laser and light show at the end of the evening.





We settle down to eat, I have ordered the pasta,Shirley has gone for the pizza which is truly 16 inches and Gina,Helen and Eileen are the recipients of the largest calzone pizza I have ever seen which looks like a giant cornish pasty.
If that wasn't enough to reduce us to more fits of giggles then the addition of personal "blankies" to ward off the chill night air has us once again rolling about laughing and taking pictures for posterity.











We head off towards the hotel and end up in the girls room reviewing our photos and video on my laptop,reading the early reports on the forums and downing Barcardi's until the very early hours as none of us wants this time to end, it has been such great fun for us all.
We finally get to bed around 4am and set our alarm to wake us at 6 which means we will be leaving Copenhagen shattered but happy.........

Well...... it would be nice to end it there but what follows is a salutary tale about getting to bed on time and not relying on a stupid alarm clock.
When you need to be up early, like for instance, to catch a flight then go and book an early morning call and don't rely on some electronic device to wake you up in time!
So I wake up and realise the alarm has not gone off and we should now be at Copenhagen Airport ready to board our flight,from then on there is blind panic as clothes and belongings fly into our case, we hurtle down to reception and begin a taxi dash out across the land bridge to the airport.After dashing up to the check-in desk we are given the news that we have missed the flight by 5 minutes and will therefore have to arrange new flights to get home for which there will be an administration fee.
£200 later and several phone calls to my employers and my boss to explain why I won't be in work tonight we decide to phone the girls and jump the train back to town to spend the day with them as our new flight doesn't leave until 18:25.
We get back to town,meet the girls and after getting another "sod off" from Jeff's mobile head off out together again for brunch.There follows a series of "sod off's" throughout the day, even whilst we are at the airport awaiting our early evening flight so I'm guessing by now he either has it switched to divert or really likes a good lie in!!
After seeing the Irish girls off and patting the little mermaid affectionately we head onto our SAS flight and bid a sad farewell to wonderful,wonderful Copenhagen.......................