I reverted to being 18 again last Saturday and I’m so ashamed! It was great catching up with old friends, but the red wine flowed a little too much, I’m afraid to say.
So much so that I fell asleep – all right then, passed out – in the conservatory.
After being very ill, I put myself in the guest bedroom and there I stayed until 3pm the next day.
I felt rough all of Monday too and it was only by Tuesday that I started to feel myself again.
Age is creeping up on me, so why am I still behaving like a teenager?
Then again, the last time I was that ill was after drinking potato whisky a good 10 years ago. I know, serves me right!