Well...

... it's official, my nemesis is actually my own stomach. Went out after work today with Rich and Phil for the opening night party for a new taproom in Brum, but had to leave after just over an hour there due to tummy troubles. No idea what caused it because my dinner was a pie at The Wolf, which I have had before and was fine with, and I didn't eat anything else whilst we were out as I have to be careful with new foods. My stomach did what it usually does when I eat raw onions, which is to say it bloated so much it was entirely rock hard, hurt like heck and generally ruined my vibe. Definitely haven't had any onions though as I actively avoid them, so I am clueless as to what happened... At least I had fun until my stomach tried to murder me, though!