bitful

Oi me 'ead, me poor 'ead.
Not a good idea to skip Sunday lunch knowing it was going to be a long drinking afternoon.
Not entirely a bad idea (but completely unnecessary yesterday of all times) to arrive at the Royal Vauxhall Tavern at 4:15 to be sure to get it before the crowd.
Not a good idea to start drinking at 4:16 with mate on the green to chill out (or rather "freeze out" - excuse me, is it summer yet? Or spring, for that matter?)
Not a good idea to stick tongue down mate-on-the-rebound's throat.
Not a good idea to defrost breast of chicken in the morning thinking "I'll have that tonight after the RVT".
Not a good idea to pick up a BBQ spicy chicken pizza on the way home, and eat it on the 5-minute walk home from the station.
Good idea: waking up at 3am and downing 3 pints of Ribena as brain cells were either dehydrated or saturated with alcohol.
Excellent idea: going up to say hallo to David, Ian and Marcus, and sincerely thanking David for making me find out about the place with his A-Z to the RVT.

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