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Martin Newell's 10 Point Hangover Guide

  • 1/10 Vague fuzziness. Hard to distinguish from normal bad morning. 
  • 2/10 More fuzzy. Need to drink orange. Very slight aching at back of head. 
  • 3/10 Definitely a slight headache. Dog bark irritates. Need coffee. Gone after walk. 
  • 4/10 As above but slightly more so. Takes bike ride to cure. Gone by 11 O'clock. 

  • Don't blame Peter Kropotkin
  • 5/10 Need a pint of tea and an Anadin. Unwise to smoke straight away. Gone by lunchtime. 

  • 6/10 Want to kill Terry Wogan. Raging thirst. Innards twitchy. Hate telephone. Takes about an hour to get going. Still hanging around after lunch. Don't smoke till ten a.m. 
  • 7/10 The last stage where it is dealable with. Two Anadin requierd. Dog puts own safety in danger by barking. Strenuous excercise required but hard to commence. Writing possible but slow. Speech halting and resentful. Needs a pint at five O'clock. 
  • 8/10 Ooohh. Painkillers must be taken with dry bread and a pint of water  before getting out of bed. Dog now out of dangerwhen barking, because movement is impossible. Small light chores possible by lunchtime. Don't stray too far from toilet before midday. Civilised speech possible by 1.pm. Best have a pint of Stella or a port and brandy as soon as well enough to walk. No smoking until half way down Stella. 
  • 9/10 Phone for help. Lying in bed imagining cancer. Can't eat. Dog sniffs worriedly round edge of bed. Head feels like blood in tiny braincells has been replaced with Tabasco sauce. Radio makes no sense, even if strong enough to turn it on. Repentant and full of remourse even though no recollection of previous evening. First visit to toilet feels like a rectal prolapse. Piss looks like Co-Op limeade. Slightest movement causes waves of nausea. Swear never to do it again. Weak lager must be brought to bedside by sympathetic friend after first evening meal of soup and bread. 
  • 10/10 The Big One. Lying with head hung over edge of bed crying and yacking into a bucket. Painkillers have no effect since they can't be kept down. Spinning and nausea. Praying and apologising to God, in between bouts of vomiting. Can't sit up. Beg partner to enquire about hospice bed availability. First visit to toilet nothing happens since all solids left the body the previous evening. No recollection of anything at all let alone previous evening. Well enough to drink again, but only Girlsberg lager, after 48 hours.

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