Saturday night's festivities went off fine and a good time was had by me, and, I hope, by all who were present.
I paid the price on Sunday when I dragged myself to the Alternative Press Fair in Camden. I shared a table with Caroline Kerrie and watched her cheerfully do brisk business with the punters while I fought the nausea and headache, and barely covered my table costs. There was plenty of traffic coming through the hall, but my miserable countenance was probably not the best sales aid in the world. Needless to say I didn't make it back for the open mic shenanigans in the evening.
By Monday it was apparent that my troubles were not simply alcohol-based as the nausea worsened and the shivers kicked in. Nothing to do but wrap up warm and settle in for some Wire watching. We were snowed-in, Ned got two bonus days off school so no pressure to go anywhere...
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