I have had one of those killer hangovers today, splitting headache, sickness,huge thirst (but too lazy to drink) and tiredness. I am dreaming of climbing in to bed later.
My sister married a guy from Katesbridge, so I suppose I should not have been surprised when a bottle of clove rock poteen was produced. I declined the offer however, I avoid homemade alcohol after an infamous night spent with my german neighbours at University. The german girl who lived next door, (who was very beautiful until we noticed her hairy armpits) told us about her grandfather's home made schnapps, she brought a bottle home after Easter and we shared it among 4 of us. It was the most unpleasant drunkeness I have ever experienced. One of the guys was from China, and his tolerance for alcohol was not as advanced as us Northern Europeans, the poor guy passed out in the hallway trying to get to the door, we had to carry him home, and to this day he has not touched a drop of alcohol.