Woke up this morning feeling like a bus had run over me! Well, a couple of bottles of chardonnay and few drams of the old scottish wine tends to do that...

But this was really bad. My back hurt like hell, as did my left wrist. Feeling more than a little puzzled I gigerly made my way down stairs and mentioned my predicament. "Not surprised" answered Mrs G. "You got out of bed and instantly fell over!"

Ah... thinks I. That would explain the detritus scattered around the bedside table as well.

Oh well. Guess when I finish off the last of the Pinot Noir, Vodka and Grants I should call it a day. Well, at least the Absinthe has already gone;-)

Cheers one and all

Dave the Gnome