I'm a complete lightweight in the alcohol department - barmaid's apron. Very cheap date - don't eat much and can't drink much. My strict rule is stop at 2 but Wednesday was not a good day, and I went to 3 (possibly 3 and a half - who knows). Suffice to say I had the mother and father of all hangovers. The lowpoint, possibly of my whole year when I think about it, was jumping off the bus at the Elephant & Castle and ... dear God above I can't believe I'm typing this ..... being sick down my own sleeve. Classy.