Last night

I made a very spicy curry, then I went to a different pub and had a pint. I didn't feel at all talkative, and I was able to sit quietly. Then I went home for dinner. My head was so bunged up that I couldn't taste it, but I felt it go down alright. Afterwards I had another Laurel and Hardy night; Our Relations, Brats and Twice Two, in which they also play their twin brothers, children, and twin sisters respectively. A bottle of cheap wine contributed towards a thoroughly enjoyable evening.