I learnt something new last night.
Cocodamol + 5 vodka tonics = vomit + near unconciousness
Needless to say I will not be taking painkillers, forgetting I've taken then, and then drinking ever again. Miraculously I don't have a hangover, but I felt pretty awful last night.
This morning was much better. I had a lovely cuddle with the boyfriend, then a lazy warm bath, closely followed by a delicious cooked breakfast. There is something so wrong yet so right about fried bread and baked beans. Mmmmm.
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