On Friday night actually
Puked on Brixton Road as I was getting off the bus
Was supposed to have dinner with onemonkey and then head to offline. Unfortunately I got a little carried away with some free staff drinks which resulted in me passing out on my bed, fully dressed at around 9.30pm.
It seems to have gone upmarket over Christmas. The little alleyway near the Telegraph at the top of the hill is often full of second hand stomach contents at weekends; this week a small pile of prawn shells was noted there.
a few times leaving the fridge or academy back in't day i might have consumed things i shouldn't have and felt the urge to project my innards onto the high st.
I never puke which is bad as it takes two days to recover from a hangover.
I have left a couple of rails of blood on Blenheim Gardens and CHL though after spatial awareness failures due to alcohol.
My husband was sick out of the window of Brixton Academy directly on to a bald bloke's head after too many pills at some return to the source type thing years ago. He is now going bald himself. If someone is sick on his head it will be karma.
I have thrown up out of a 2nd-floor window on Shardcroft Avenue in Herne Hill if that counts. Also from a first-floor window onto a certain residential street off Brixton Hill. Both times around sunrise just to make sure of good light so the neighbours don't miss out on anything.
Not in Brixton but in Hackney - had the hangover from hell and was on the bus feeling sicker and sicker - got off at Hackney Town hall and lucky there was a big bin by the stop not on the actual pavement though
I was sick on Kellett Road, pretty much just outside my old house actually. It's the only day I've ever been sick due to the hangover rather than at the time intoxication, and I still can't believe I got so near home yet was still too far.
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