Koffeinschmerzen

Oh dear. As you can tell from my last post I was on the devil’s nectar last night at a friends house. Great night. It was all a bit random but very cool.

I woke at 1:30am in tears and my throat had swollen up to the size of a small elephant. *hyperbole*

Then I woke again at 5:30 and I did the same thing as before: get painkillers, lots of painkillers.

I woke this morning at 08:30 and turned my alarm off and realised I was meant to be playing cricket.

This wasnt ordinary cricket. It was a 2nd XI game. I haven’t had one this season as our 2nd XI are very strong so I was excited to play. My throat, however, had other ideas :(

I had to contact 6 or 7 people to finally get a response. I feel I have let the club down even though I am genuinely sick.

To make matters worse, I miss the christening of my wee baby second cousin. I hope its magical for everyone. :(

As for now, Match of the Day and painkillers, and some cordial.

Woe is me.