This sentenced me to stay over at my friend's house, with more beer Friday night, and more beer over breakfast Saturday morning. This tapered off but continued to Sunday afternoon. I would previously have been getting worse, not better, on Sunday, and at least I attended work on Monday feeling healthy.
Last night I popped out to the shop between two heavy thunder showers, but when I left the shop it was raining heavily, so I was forced to shelter in the the local sports pub, where I ran into two old drinking colleagues. I enjoyed how easy it was to come home after drinking only two Guinness, which I have sorely missed the last few months.
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