There’s a real problem that comes with the day after the night before. That’s right – bloody hangovers!
Why is it that the older you get the worse the hangovers become? Today’s hangover is one of those evil bastards that starts badly and gets worse the longer the day continues. It is one of those special pains that makes me want to curl up in a foetal ball beneath my desk. Sadly, work haven’t yet brought in a policy that allows me to do that, so I guess I’ll just have to sit at my desk and suffer instead.
‘Tis days like this that make me seriously consider giving up drink.