Oh the pain....
For once I scurried away... I could not face the stick...
After settling myself on getting hammered last night I thought this morning would wake me up after the bad dream...
Not so... hungover... and still feel awful....
Reflection though is a good cure. All them years of standing in literally a shed, complaining that we were sh*te when we actually were sh*te... just puts things in a little bit of perspective..