This morning.

I think I’ve got my first hangover in 7 months, courtesy of Nick and Sophia’s visit to ours last night. 

Whilst the last 2 hours of our little party was spent in bed by me ( cos my lower abdominal area, that I can’t really feel, managed to ache for hours ), the wine still flowed. 
A hangover used to be a very familiar sensation, now it’s actually not so great. 
Since I don’t intend to live the life of a monk, I’d better get used to it….

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