Happy New Year everybody. I trust you all had a good time seeing in the New Year last night and are not suffering to much from the after affects. If you are feeling a little delicate then perhaps trying a 'Kill or Cure' routine to aid recovery might be on the cards.
Most people have some sort of routine they go through to help them recover from a hang over and it's fair to say that they don't all ways work. I have tried a few over the years and the best one that works for me is to drink as much cold water as I can just before I go to bed. I believe this helps flush the excess alcohol out quicker and helps prevent the brain cells/head from dehydrating.
Many years ago when I was very young and partying regularly I found that several paracetamol and a can of beer/lager the morning after a party has been known to help me on occasion. The danger off course with this method is if the 3/4 full beer can you found on the kitchen table has been used as by someone as an ashtray and you have to drink the contents through clenched teeth. Yuck I hear you saying but it certainly was a 'kill or cure' method. Like I said I was young and foolish and at the time 'I drank life by the gallon'. We worked long and hard in the kitchens and we played just as hard.
I remember once I drew the breakfast shift on New Years Day and although that was not unusual but what made it different was at the time I was living 35 miles away from work. I had to start work at 7 a.m. after an hours drive. There was no way that I was having anything to drink on New Years Eve and for once I had a fairly early night. I awoke at 5.30 a.m. and after a coffee I headed for the car. It was snowing when I set off but not bad enough to prevent me travelling. I drove for just over an hour and passed through a fairly big town and travelled on the motorway for a little while and I never saw one police car. Typical.... If I had been daft enough to have a drink the night before I bet money on the fact I would get pulled over.
As I neared my place of work the snow and conditions got a lot worse and as I approached a bend on a bridge the car wheels lost traction and I headed for the bridge wall. My luck was in and I slid sideways in to the wall so slowly that when I hit the wall I was hardly doing any speed. A quick inspection on side of the car revealed nothing more than a few scratches. I arrived at work in one piece and got on with preparing breakfast.
Very shortly the first of the restaurant staff started turning up for work and they looked as if they had been dragged through a bush backwards and their faces were a deathly shade of white. Oh to be sober as a judge when all around you are suffering from a hangover. I suddenly developed a case of the 'dropsies' and all manor of kitchen items seem to be crashing on the floor even ones that I had not used. Add to that the aromatic waft of cooking bacon and spicy Cumberland sausages and some of the staff disappeared for some reason and only returned after having a 'quick chat on the porcelain telephone to Ralph, Burt and Hughie.
That was a one off and on many occasions after an excessive New Years Eve party I have been know to be as 'rough as a bears behind' but the show must go on as they say and you can always sleep it of later.
Happy New Year.....hic
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