My reputation as a party animal is in tatters!
I spent all day yesterday feeling very hungover and was in bed ridiculously early. I couldn't understand why I felt so rough as I didn't think I had drunk that much.
Today I felt much better, though I have the remains of a headache just hanging there, in the background. But I have managed to get on and do some things.
This afternoon was the annual hog roast for the birthday boy (following his surprise party on Friday). Loads of people were there, including many that were there on Friday night. I felt fine when I got there, had a pork cob and a half of larger and felt decidedly off it and have had to retreat home.
However, I did find that my "I didn't drink that much" was rather off kilter. I was talking to two of the friends that I was sat with. I started with a gin and tonic at a friends house and then had a large red when I got to the pub. We then went up to the function room and there were jugs of Asti and Lime available (our girlie pamper day favoured tipple) and I had a number of them. When we sat down I bought one of the jugs to our table. I thought we just had the one jug. Apparently we had 3 jugs (between 4 of us). I know I had a glass of red - I didn't realise that Anna was constantly topping up my glass of red from the free wine on the table (I thought that one glass lasted me a long time!!!). All nicely washed down with a glass of port!
And there's me thinking I had had a gin and tonic, two glasses of red, one glass of asti and lime and a port. Rather underestimated myself there.
And now, I am off to soak in the bath to try to rehydrate my poor body.