Life changer.
There have been quite a few fairly significant events during my time away (two years on Saturday don't you know) that have had serious effects on the way the rest of my time has gone and the way I've looked at myself and the world around me, however there have been few with more impact than the hangover I had last Monday morning following the Hong Kong Rugby 7s weekend .....
Seriously, it was quite probably the worst hangover in the history of alcohol consumption and for a little while there, in one of my office meeting rooms, on a sofa, with the door locked, the lights off, desperately trying to will my body not to reject me and to cling onto life I did think I may have to go dry for at least a day or two!
I have to say, it wasn't entirely my fault, they made me do it. Made me scream and shout until I had no voice, made me raise a glass countless times and see off the drink I'd only just had filled, made me jump and leap and dance (on a pole at one point though not sure you need details of that) like a man possessed. I talk of cause of the Mighty Mighty England as they stormed to victory beating Fiji in the dying second of brilliant tournament, Com'on!!!
Needless to say I had an entertaining weekend.
Before the 7s I celebrated my 29th in not a lot of style. As it fell (like every year) on Saint Paddy's day and a Friday I felt obliged to have a couple of quiet pints of the black stuff. I unfortunately followed them by not one but two kebabs, a cab to Wanchai and a few less quiet drinks before passing out in a random bed. Older but seemingly not wiser!
Other than that things are fairly calm here in HK. The temperature and humidity are beginning to soar, I've paid a few visits to the driving range trying get to grips with my fabulous fake golf clubs before summer golf trips to China ensue, I've discovered doing shots of sherry isn't fun, the footie team I play for recorded its first ever clean sheet and in a week or so its Easter and my mum and dad are heading to HK for the all singing all dancing guided tour, life is good.
So, until the next time just remember, rehab is for quitters!
JP.
Jonathan Partington
+852 6429 4092
PS. Don't worry mum, though my liver may be feeling unloved I can stop drinking whenever I want to, I don't have a problem I promise.
Seriously, it was quite probably the worst hangover in the history of alcohol consumption and for a little while there, in one of my office meeting rooms, on a sofa, with the door locked, the lights off, desperately trying to will my body not to reject me and to cling onto life I did think I may have to go dry for at least a day or two!
I have to say, it wasn't entirely my fault, they made me do it. Made me scream and shout until I had no voice, made me raise a glass countless times and see off the drink I'd only just had filled, made me jump and leap and dance (on a pole at one point though not sure you need details of that) like a man possessed. I talk of cause of the Mighty Mighty England as they stormed to victory beating Fiji in the dying second of brilliant tournament, Com'on!!!
Needless to say I had an entertaining weekend.
Before the 7s I celebrated my 29th in not a lot of style. As it fell (like every year) on Saint Paddy's day and a Friday I felt obliged to have a couple of quiet pints of the black stuff. I unfortunately followed them by not one but two kebabs, a cab to Wanchai and a few less quiet drinks before passing out in a random bed. Older but seemingly not wiser!
Other than that things are fairly calm here in HK. The temperature and humidity are beginning to soar, I've paid a few visits to the driving range trying get to grips with my fabulous fake golf clubs before summer golf trips to China ensue, I've discovered doing shots of sherry isn't fun, the footie team I play for recorded its first ever clean sheet and in a week or so its Easter and my mum and dad are heading to HK for the all singing all dancing guided tour, life is good.
So, until the next time just remember, rehab is for quitters!
JP.
Jonathan Partington
+852 6429 4092
PS. Don't worry mum, though my liver may be feeling unloved I can stop drinking whenever I want to, I don't have a problem I promise.
posted by JP at 2:30 am
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