Accidental drinking and a good hangover cure
Last Friday night I met up with Bex and Kim for a long overdue catch up. After wandering round Kings Cross for what felt like hours, we ended up in B@1 - mainly because they do a great happy hour until 8pm. slightly drunk eyes on the left... We (I) made full use of this, consuming many cocktails in a short space of time and as expected I was pretty hammered. Requests to go to Rockaoke turned down (we shall return!), we headed home at a respectable 10pm with a pit stop at McDonalds, where I decided to pretend to the packed facility that it was my first time there ever as I had just escaped from living in a bunker, and was asking people what they recommended. And also for some reason I answered to the name of Gupta. After a sleepless night of making myself vomit and getting the drunken sweats, I uttered the ever repeated, meaningless words "I'm never drinking again" and got up early for our 8 mile walk round Box Hill. I have a new love of hiking and the outd