Last night saw the usual Thursday evening couple of pints (and an extra half this time) being imbibed at best pub in town, The Queen Adelaide. Feeling unusually adventurous, I strayed from the usual 3.9% strength beer and had a 4.5, followed by a 5.5, the half was back to the 3.9. All this I thought would be soaked up by two mini pork pies kindly put in front of me by Dave the barman. Today I have a hangover! Bastard and double bastard. This is on two and a half pints of beer, average strength 5.56%, which although about 1.5 above the usual average strength for me, is still indicative of an ever decreasing tolerance to something I love. Life is so unfair.
The solution? More beer at lunchtime, and possibly a bacon and black pudding bap. Sorted!
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