A little too much wineone evening led to me downing a large glass of corked wine - effectively drinking vinegar. This, combined with the regular hangover meant I was throwing up all the next day (until 10pm). I had arranged to meet my grandparents that afternoon and they phoned to confirm, but I was feeling too rough to get out of bed, and hoped they would just assume I had forgotten. Somehow, however, they managed to get into my college (supposedly closed to keep tourists out and let us work), work out where my flat was, and the next thing I know they were knocking on my door! I told them I had food poisoning from the restaurant and then had to stand there, feeling rubbish, lying to the sweetest, most honest people I know while they looked concerned and hoped I felt better soon.
And the worst of it? My grandmother had just recently been quizzing me about 'all this binge drinking business in the news recently' and commenting on how she couldn't see why anyone would want to do that to themselves.
I was in full agreement with her for 48 hours after that.
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And the worst of it? My grandmother had just recently been quizzing me about 'all this binge drinking business in the news recently' and commenting on how she couldn't see why anyone would want to do that to themselves.
I was in full agreement with her for 48 hours after that.