Hideously hungover
Last night was as fabulously beer-tastic as planned, but I’m paying the full price today. Me ‘ead ‘urts!
Our ambitious four point plan crumbled, as expected, quite early in the evening at the second port of call. We started off with champagne at the Lounge and then walked to the Albert for the NY celebrations. Next stop was supposed to be the Windmill, but by that time the hogmany bonhomie had gone into overdrive, and one peek at the pissing rain outside said just one thing: stay where you are and keep drinking!
So we did. Till 4 in the morning!
And now I feel like shite!
Happy New Year everybody…
