Sunday 19 September 2010: Hangover over
It's strange. Normally after a night of binge drinking, I want nothing more than a quiet undisturbed afternoon on the sofa with a pot of tea and a war movie I've already seen. With the ladies still away, I had exactly that opportunity for the first time in as long as I can remember.
But the urge to get out for another thrash on my bike was strangely overwhelming, and cured me quicker than tea and The Great Escape ever have.
I'm definitely addicted.