Halloumi and Gin
New years day, 2 years ago. Stayed at my brother's flat following the obligatory hang over.

Once I was well enough to face eating or drinking again, I investigated inside the fridge. Huzzah! result. 2 blocks of Halloumi cheese (that stuff you grill) and a bottle of Gordon's.

My fellow hangover sufferers agreed it would make a suitable meal + hair of dog. So I duly set about cooking up the Halloumi and mixing some G&T's.

The Halloumi initially went down quite well, but then most people said it was making them feel a bit sick. Bonus no.2! I got to eat the rest. Yay! (I love(d) Halloumi).

The same happened with the G&T's too, so being a borderline alcoholic at the time, I poured the undrunk drinks into my glass and settled back in front of a DVD. During the length of the film, most people decided that they were knackered and went to bed.

I carried on watching DVDs and topping up my G&T (I had everything I needed in front of me). Before I knew it, I went to pour another and realised that the bottle was empty... oops.

Anyway, cut to next morning, and we're all on the way into town to meet some other friends. I was feeling fine before I left the flat but the double hangover staggering walk I was doing obviously shook up the contents of my guts in an unpleasant manner.

Now I've only ever been sick about 4 times in my entire life, so I'm usually pretty confident that I can hold it down.

Not this time.

We'd got as far as the South Bank (in London) when I realised that I couldn't walk any further without being sick. I convinced myself that it was just a passing phase and bit of quiet meditation staring at the Thames would calm it all down.

To the credit of my mates, they stuck around for a good half an hour before they got bored of waiting. I agreed to meet up with them shortly.

Cue me standing on the South Bank for another hour while the tourist crowd gathered. I was adament that I wasn't going to chunder in front of that many people but the feelings kept coming in huge waves and it was all I could do to hold it down.

Eventually, the inevitable happened... I could feel the saliva welling around my back teeth and it just exploded out of my stomach with all the violence of that scene in Alien. I swear it was like a solid tube of partially digested Halloumi and gin that must have gone a good 20 feet.

And it tasted almost exactly the same, but for the added bile and stomach acid.

Amazingly, I felt perfectly fine after that and went home.

However, now, I can't really face Halloumi and the smell of gin makes me gag.
( HoratioFellatio Taking the the out of psychotherapist, Sat 3 Mar 2007, 18:09, Reply)