So, as a man of a certain age i try and keep myself in shape and limit myself to just the 12 pints on a Friday:)
However i started getting some serious pressure in my head this week and a noticeable vibrating pulse in my leg this week. The onset of chest pains and a mad vertigo attack was enough to send me to the quack. Quick check of the vitals and blood pressure ( usually 120/80 ) and a concerned look came over his face. Blood pressure was 180/100 and my heart rate elevated, asked if i had any stress recently.. such as bereavements etc, to which i replied no...and then it dawned on me ...ITS FUKING CITY, i said accidently out loud, to which he laughed and said i wasnt the first blue he'd seen this week!!!! The Mrs had now put me on my first warning that im not to carry on going if it happens again........ so i promised..........id make the divorce quick :)
Let this be a warning my fellow blue brothers - they will be the death of you