Re: The coming of age.
The last time I was really drunk was around three years ago. I'd started off on really strong lager and then thought I would have a brandy, just for the road. Half a bottle later I wove my way home.........with the help of a neighbour, I think!!
I've no idea how I managed to get into my apartment, never mind my bed but I woke in the morning in agony. Three broken ribs!! I have a vague recollection of lying on a kerb edge. It took three months before I could go through the day without painkillers.
My advice to the youngsters is to have some fun. At that age they bend, at fifty plus you just break!
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So much muck to eat before you die
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