What the fuck to do.
Spent all day in Blackpool yesterday on the piss with a football game thrown in the middle, met up with some old mates from years back when I lived down south (Group of guys who support Peterborough - didn’t like the fact their fan base loves baby bacon and let them know in no uncertain terms.)
Suffering this morning. Few nervous shits sorted that out.
Back on it now and plan on getting pissed again.
Thing is I have a job interview at nine in the morning - bottle of Malbec and two Henry Westons in the fridge…………….