A number of poor decisions

It’s not been a great day. That’s probably mainly due to the copious amounts of Guinness, Black Label and Klipdrift I drank last night. A very South African approach to celebrating St Patrick’s Day.

I then compounded last night’s poor decisions with an intense game of 5-a-side this morning. Bright sunshine, much effort, iffy legs, iffier head and tummy. Everything hurts.

Thankfully, I’m all done with making mistakes like that.

Right now, I’m heading out to a Mexican restaurant for dinner: an early start to make sure that we get there in time for their tequila cocktail specials.

What could go wrong?