NEIL ATKINSON was joined by Joe Connolly, Timo Tierney and Chris Maguire for this week’s AFQ Thursday.
Madness, as ever.
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JCinSecretHarb
on 19 June 2015 at 8:51 am
In 1986 at the age of 20 I was on holiday on the Island of Majorca and on the 1st day of my arrival and literally without a single bevy at an Establishment passing my lips, although I had drank a bottle of Tequila (slammers) from a Sure deodorant container top whilst getting ready to go out and meet a gang of mates. During the entire day the only food I had eaten was a huge family size bag of cheesy puffs which I found out the very next day happen to crystallise when in your stomach, so as I walked or I should say stumbled into quite a classy Restaurant in Palma Nova to meet a bunch of mates my very 1st deed when I suddenly felt very sickly, was to spew up a solid ball of puke into my cupped hands and then proceeded to plonk the lot onto the reception counter top which happened to be adjacent to the sloping glass fronted Desert counter and was basically in full view of everybody who was in the open air family restaurant.
The management then brusquely invited me to leave the joint toute-suite after what must have been all of 30 seconds after my arrival, and to give an idea of how gassed I actually was I jumped a bus to get to the restaurant thinking I was fairly sober and within 10 minutes of standing on a packed single decker the Tequila slammers kicked in goodo and kicked me like a mule. I blacked out and collapsed only to wake a few minutes later a little startled however not as startled as an elderly Spanish couple who were sitting minding there own business when I landed in a heap and was by all accounts laid out full stretch across them and was the epitome of an English lout abroard.
Very shameful however very true unfortunately and should have been a clue as to what a mess I was in and how badly the night was to unravel. Pretty Badly indeed.
Clearly the worst sickening experience of my life. HOWEVER a great 2 week holiday was naturally to follow! Ha
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In 1986 at the age of 20 I was on holiday on the Island of Majorca and on the 1st day of my arrival and literally without a single bevy at an Establishment passing my lips, although I had drank a bottle of Tequila (slammers) from a Sure deodorant container top whilst getting ready to go out and meet a gang of mates. During the entire day the only food I had eaten was a huge family size bag of cheesy puffs which I found out the very next day happen to crystallise when in your stomach, so as I walked or I should say stumbled into quite a classy Restaurant in Palma Nova to meet a bunch of mates my very 1st deed when I suddenly felt very sickly, was to spew up a solid ball of puke into my cupped hands and then proceeded to plonk the lot onto the reception counter top which happened to be adjacent to the sloping glass fronted Desert counter and was basically in full view of everybody who was in the open air family restaurant.
The management then brusquely invited me to leave the joint toute-suite after what must have been all of 30 seconds after my arrival, and to give an idea of how gassed I actually was I jumped a bus to get to the restaurant thinking I was fairly sober and within 10 minutes of standing on a packed single decker the Tequila slammers kicked in goodo and kicked me like a mule. I blacked out and collapsed only to wake a few minutes later a little startled however not as startled as an elderly Spanish couple who were sitting minding there own business when I landed in a heap and was by all accounts laid out full stretch across them and was the epitome of an English lout abroard.
Very shameful however very true unfortunately and should have been a clue as to what a mess I was in and how badly the night was to unravel. Pretty Badly indeed.
Clearly the worst sickening experience of my life. HOWEVER a great 2 week holiday was naturally to follow! Ha