They don't get any easier, do they?

HANGOVERS! To recover from, I mean.  Aggggg! The mighty Newcastle United were playing Sunderland on Sunday, and the night before was one of mate's birthdays - added together it meant a drinking roll-over which is killing me today still.

Why was it that ten years ago all it took to get rid of a hangover was a few pints at dinner time and a decent feed and now it takes four days of eating and dragging my body around like I've gained five stone?

I know there'll be a scientific explanation, but getting old is the basic answer, isn't it? Or older, I'm not chucking the towel in just yet. Although I feel like it today. And I've got a French lesson tonight, which I'm actually looking forward to despite the banging head.

This French course Karen and I have been doing since September, we really enjoy. It's conversational, holiday, sort of one before GCSE, standard, and no matter what kind of day either of us have had, we always have a laugh at french. Tonight's a tester with the hangover, so I think we're going for a quick bite and a pint before we go in.

When ever I'm hungover, the reading goes out the window for a few days (apart from the Sun newspaper) and I'm onto the sky-plus planner to see what my numb head can handle. Yesterday, despite not being a fan of horror or sci-fi, I tucked into 5 straight hours of Ray Bradbury's Horror shows, or terror shows, on the horror channel. All based on his short stories. They were old and nasty with titles like Invasion, which was the longest by far, but had me gripped. Great seeing Aliens walking the land and letting out deadly green mist that missed you if you were two-feet of the floor. It was the only good thing about this hangover!

Comments

[Paul]

Rehydrating is the answer, Gary. Drink plenty of water along with the booze and enjoy a hangover-free sequel. No headache, no B-grade movies, no thick carpet across the roof of your mouth, and a word-perfect French lesson to boot. But surely you know this? You just got too plastered to remember to drink the water, right?

[Gary Davison]

To remember anything! The old mind goes with age too. Still, on the mend today, back to normality tomorrow.

[Paul Burman]

GOOD JOB YOU DIDN'T HEAD TOWARDS A SUBWAY WITH THE BANKER!

AND, NO, I'M NOT SHOUTING!

;-)