The strangest thing happened last night. I ate out with work-mates. Had fish and chips with the best mushy peas I've ever tasted. All fine, except that, as usual, there was about twice as much as I wanted to eat. I'm thinking of starting a campaign to demand half portions!
Anyway, I was fine. MrBaggs came to collect me a little after nine when the very good but ridiculously loud bagpipe band started up (why do so few folk musicians who play in pubs and hotels know nothing about volume except TOO LOUD? and Let's Blot Out All Conversation And Make Them Only Listen To Us?)
So, came home, pottered a bit and made myself a cup of tea. After the cup of tea I felt a bit weird but thought I was just tired so went to bed. I couldn't sleep because something was wrong with my stomach. Eventually, at nearly one o'clock I rushed to the bathroom and threw up the cup of tea. So weird!!! ?
I'm fine this morning and thinking "What on earth...?!"