Rate this story I was in desperate need of some fresh air, I tried to remember why I had suggested whisky chasers after every pint in the night club. It seemed a really good idea at the time, but now I was paying the price. Not being able to face anything for breakfast except a glass of water, I chose to walk to the village shop to pick up a morning paper, well it was better than sitting at home suffering. I pulled on an old pair of jeans, a white tee shirt, and my black leather jacket. Opening the...
