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I should be in bed snoring away merrily until morn. Except that I feel a little too queasy, the shower has not eradicated the feeling, but I am hopeful that the horlicks will. It is annoying, but there we are. It is entirely self inflicted, so I cannot solicit pity, even from myself; I shall just have to grit my teeth and bear it for now.

Tonight (last night) was quiz night, which inevitably means BEER. But in addition, it seems that last Friday it was Rocket Ronnie Randall's 72nd birthday. We think it was his 72nd, anyway. No-one thought to ask, but seven years since he came in waving his retirement bus pass sounds about right. Anyway, this meant that at just about the time I should normally be retiring to Borough tube station for the trip home, I was accepting a final pint of Harvey's Pale Ale. Not the strongest beer on the planet: ideal, indeed, for session drinking, but the final pint was one too many in too short a space of time. I was not, and am not drunk; but the sheer quantity of liquid in a short time was inadvisable.

Bluntly put, there were consequences. My inability to learn from experience in this field is truly quite staggering.

So I shall be sitting here, sipping horlicks for a few more minutes yet, I guess.

We won, by the way.

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I should be in bed snoring away merrily until morn. Except that I feel a little too queasy, the shower has not eradicated the feeling, but I am hopeful that the horlicks will. It is annoying, but there we are. It is entirely self inflicted, so I cannot solicit pity, even from myself; I shall just have to grit my teeth and bear it for now.

Tonight (last night) was quiz night, which inevitably means BEER. But in addition, it seems that last Friday it was Rocket Ronnie Randall's 72nd birthday. We think it was his 72nd, anyway. No-one thought to ask, but seven years since he came in waving his retirement bus pass sounds about right. Anyway, this meant that at just about the time I should normally be retiring to Borough tube station for the trip home, I was accepting a final pint of Harvey's Pale Ale. Not the strongest beer on the planet: ideal, indeed, for session drinking, but the final pint was one too many in too short a space of time. I was not, and am not drunk; but the sheer quantity of liquid in a short time was inadvisable.

Bluntly put, there were consequences. My inability to learn from experience in this field is truly quite staggering.

So I shall be sitting here, sipping horlicks for a few more minutes yet, I guess.

We won, by the way.