A man overindulges in malt whisky and spends a night in a portaloo and is never going to be allowed to forget his indiscretion. I mean, we've all done similar (I haven't as I can handle drinking whisky), but I'm sure plenty of others on here have.
Not sure if I’ve shared this already but I thought it was ironic considering we were in a campervan! We were nicked going through the Mont Blanc tunnel. We look like a couple of axe murders a la ‘sightseers’ movie. It was a few years ago now, pre kids.
I say old chap, that slight on my character and malt drinking prowess was seven years ago now. A chap needs help to lay these things to rest don’t you know?
I've never been allowed to forget a mild drinking misdemeanor from when I was 15. Tony Martin still ribs me about throwing up over his leather trousers - I think it was because I was being more rock n roll than the lead singer of Black Sabbath Sent from my BND-L21 using Tapatalk