This clip amused me. 'Medical authorities warn that excessive drinking of alcohol can be injurious to your health'.
Surprisingly to me, I've never fallen into a hedge.
However, not alcohol but affected by something I fell into the gutter outside The Peel Hotel. I think someone had spiked my drink...you believe me, hey.
Ray, with much solicitousness for my welfare remarked something like, 'Leave the slag in the gutter where she belongs'. Then, 'For god's sake, get up'.
As I pressed myself into the gutter in the opposite direction to where I should be heading, I precisely and carefully replied, 'All I need you to do is direct me to which way is up'. I think he may have hauled me to my feet at that point and I was fine then. Seriously, it was a great night out, in spite me ending up in a gutter. The door bitch/guard, the straight and heavy set strong man was loved by most who visited The Peel, Abdul, looked on with amusement but did not intervene. We were with friends.A younger and very attractive guy earlier hit on to then 35 year old me and Ray said, 'He is gorgeous, go for it'. Common sense prevailed. He was after free drinks for the night with much promise and flirtation, and then he would just leave.
And then somewhere down the track within a few years, I became a boring and conservative (not political voting) older person.
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I know I shouldn't but I find someone falling over hilarious. If I had witnessed you falling into a gutter I would be laughing like a gulah.
ReplyDeleteFun 60, you should not take pleasure is seeing such things. No doubt you would have laughed at what Ray said too.
DeleteRay has a way with words. Love that little story of yours
ReplyDeleteHe did at times Roentare. He had a good sense of humour and laughed often.
DeleteWe were all young and foolish once upon a time. I danced on a table once in Mexico and slept with far too many men, all while drunk, obviously:)
ReplyDeleteIt's a good memory.
Wicked, Pixie. It is nice to remember what risks you took when you were young and invincible.
DeleteAahhhh memories........
ReplyDelete(sounds of violins playing) It is all have left now Deb, memories.
DeleteDid you have to take evening classes or a correspondence course in order to learn how to become a boring old fart?
ReplyDeleteYP, no matter how I learnt, I did receive a diploma in being a boring old fart.
DeleteMy ex-the-first often fell over drunk, usually late at night while carrying a pizza which he often landed on. He once fell asleep on the loo while drunk and crashed off sometime later. I left him there.
ReplyDeleteRiver, that's funny but I am sure it wasn't really at the time.
DeleteAh! Nostalgia for our wild[er] youths! Though as boring old farts I reckon we develop all sorts of wild weirdnesses as we become crotchettily [is this a word] fixated in our own ways.
ReplyDeleteMC, it is nice to have the memories and I don't consider it misspent time. I am happy with being a grumpy old man. There is just so much to be grumpy about.
DeleteI love Ray's reaction. And yes to being the boring conservative (but not conservative voting) old fart now. An old fart with plenty of memories.
ReplyDeleteEC, that was mental cruelty. You should not find such words amusing. Yes, plenty of mostly good memories.
DeleteRay was quite an assured character, wasn't he? My son went out for a night on the town when he was in college. He walked, to avoid a drunk driving charge. He walked back home, stopping to toss his cookies in a hedge. He was picked up by the police for public intoxication, and wound up paying to clean the police car.
ReplyDeleteDebby, yes, I suppose you could say Ray was assured. I hope the police took your son home. Obviously he threw up in the police car too.
DeleteIn broad daylight? Falling into bushes drunk is way more suitable for night.
ReplyDeleteKirk, no at night but probably after midnight. Yes, the bushes look quite soft.
DeleteIt sounds like you had a night out that went off the rails, but you were able to find your way back. It's great that you were able to laugh about it and appreciate the memories, even if they weren't all positive.
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Pradeep, yes, and I am sure I received a lecture the next day, but I can't remember that part.
DeleteSunds like you had a good night out back then, Andrew, probably one of many. I laughed at the video..lol
ReplyDeleteMargaret, yes we did have a few nights like that although I normally remained upright. The video has got to be English, I think.
DeleteI've seen that video clip before and it looks odd to me, as though it's been set up.
ReplyDeleteWhat a pity no-one had the forethought to film you as you kissed the gutter.
It could have been set up, JB. But it looks pretty old and to me quite natural. Of course you wouldn't know what it is like to be that drunk.
DeleteNow you've reminded me of some of my own 35-year-old stories! Thanks for sharing Andrew
ReplyDeleteWas Cloudia a bit wild in her thirties!
DeleteHa! Well, we've all had rough nights, but I don't think I've ever fallen down (whether into gutter or hedge).
ReplyDeleteAside from me falling into the gutter Steve, we really had a great night out. You were so much more restrained than I was.
DeleteSome would say uptight. :)
DeleteSubstances make one much less uptight.
DeleteYou can never tell from looking at an older person that they have had great adventures when young. Funny how we all change but there are still the memories, Andrew.
ReplyDeletePat, and we would do well to remember our youthful times when we are inclined to start criticising the young.
DeleteYou're not so boring I don't think.
ReplyDeleteStrayer, I suppose I still have my moments.
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