So the saying goes.
Well, today I have definitely learned a new thing. In fact I am still currently learning it. I am learning what a hangover feels like.
It isn’t very nice.
The Man seemed to find it highly amusing when I was complaining this morning. Which I don’t think was the right response to my pain at all.
I guess really that there is something else that I have learned today. That cocktail is called a Celtic Warrior because you wake up feeling like there are evil little men sticking stabby swords into the inside of your skull.
I am really not sure what part of “2 shots of Drambuie, draft Cider, topped up with lemonade & a wedge of freshly squeezed lemon” sounded like a good idea last night.
I am also not sure why two out of the 6 or so were pink.
I will NOT be doing hangovers again. Bleurgh!