MY LIFE OY VAY 6 (Diary of a drunk) CIDER RULES THE HOUSE. Wake up to a nightmare. Thatcher on television. I thought she was dead. Throbbing head so decide to use the 'cure'. I get 6 Solpadeine and dissolve them into a glass of cider. Swig the lot down. I once tried that with Andrews liver salts and almost drowned in a sea of spume. Feel immediately better until I turn my attention to the TV and Thatcher. Apparently she's 80 and is losing her marbles and can't speak. Rejoice! There is a God.
(This is a true story and a work in progress. Mark is now in Rampton high security hospital 'At her majesty's pleasure.' Surely one of the most chilling phrases in the English language. Mark.
John was the kind of guy who'd push a beer glass in your face for catching his eye. He was just like that. Especially if he'd had a skin full. John liked his skin full. He'd been like that since he was a kid he was always getting into trouble, he even attacked the teachers at school if they upset him. He didn't go to school much for one reason or another. The teachers didn't mind.
THERE ARE REPORTS IN THE MEDIA THAT SO CALLED 'HEALTH FOODS' ARE GIVING SOME CAUSE FOR CONCERN. APPARENTLY AN EXCESS OF POLYUNSATURATES CAN CAUSE HALLUCINATIONS AND STALE MUESLI HAS BEEN FOUND TO CONTAIN TRACE ELEMENTS OF LYSERGIC ACID. LET'S GO AND EXPAND OUR MINDS AND SCORE SOME GRUB.