The Day After

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

There is nothing better the day after a big night out than getting lots of messages about hangovers and NOT having one myself. Conversely, there is also nothing worse when you’re dying than putting out the sos text and getting ‘Really? I feel completely fine, I’ve already been out for a 10 mile walk and tidied my sock drawer’ (or any other smug activity) from a now ex-friend.

So I kept my state of well-being to myself and responded with ‘Ugh, hangovers are a nightmare,’ as I walked up the hill with Murphy.

My sock drawer is already tidy.

C