At the Zurich Bar
Andy and Keith, Plaça de Catalunya
Barcelona May 1990
Still as jaded as a Chinese emperor's jewel box, we get stuck into another coffee. I feel hungover. Does the Zurich Bar stock Irn Bru, I wonder?
By about 11,30am the coffees have turned into beers. Andy and Keith had succumbed rather earlier. I couldn't face another coffee or my bladder would give in, declare its borders open and allow all coffee to pass directly through without stopping. Why I thought beer would help I don't know, but it seemed like an improvement. Hair of the dog by which I felt as though I'd been bitten.
At the Zurich Bar
Andy and Keith, Plaça de Catalunya
Barcelona May 1990
Still as jaded as a Chinese emperor's jewel box, we get stuck into another coffee. I feel hungover. Does the Zurich Bar stock Irn Bru, I wonder?
By about 11,30am the coffees have turned into beers. Andy and Keith had succumbed rather earlier. I couldn't face another coffee or my bladder would give in, declare its borders open and allow all coffee to pass directly through without stopping. Why I thought beer would help I don't know, but it seemed like an improvement. Hair of the dog by which I felt as though I'd been bitten.