I meant to do Tudders this weekend, day and night. I love night games there. I had a memorable one were I lost both contact lenses and didn't notice until the marshals saved me from wandering around in the plantation chasing a marshal wearing a nightstick that I mistook for a torch... Poor chap was most unimpressed that some idiot was potting him despite the hi-viz.
What I did was wake up at 13:30 with a pounding hangover, a sense that the preceding evening had gone awry, and that a bit of rest was required. Shame as several people have commented on how good it was.