1993 - travelling back from Batangas to Manila on a bus, with food poisoning after staying on a remote island full of Aussie wrong-uns. Paid to get the first flight home as I was determined not to die in the Philippines! You lot ?
A remote beachfront diving school doubling as drugs landing point - lots of twitchy Aussies scanning the sea through binoculars then a ribbed inflatable arrives with scuba tanks filled with something - I'm thinking it wasn't air........we drank up and left.
Dorchester kebab and grill. On the way back from a fishing trip at Chesil beach, around 1998. Had to change the bed clothes... ‘Say no more’
I bet that’s the last time you’ll go to Aldi. Sure, I get it,you have a quiche addiction so you said to yourself, “I need quiche, any port in a storm....” but I hope you’ve learned a quiche based lesson here Snots.
I once had a dodgy batch of cockles that really opened up the sluices at both ends. I've never been able to face them since, or indeed any other shellfish
a fortnight ago I swam in the harbour ... following two days had severe stomach cramps and for four days the Marmites
Ate the salad in Luanda, Angola. At least I was able to hold myself together enough to catch a flight to the north of the country and be ill in a room full of cockroaches. I left behind a colleague who was filling a bucket one end and sitting permanently on the toilet the other end.
Beat the lot of ya, I had lard pie at the Barnsley civic hall brass bandsman of the year dance 1974, I had the two Bob bits for a week
A raw seafood local delicacy in Peru took a week to germinate it’s gastric surprise, but from then onwards it made it’s presence felt whenever I ate or drank anything at all. Back in the UK after another two weeks of ‘carefully clenched’ backpacking, a sample went off to the lab, and caused my doctor to phone up excitedly as he’d never seen anything like it.... apparently the intestinal parasite that had hitchhiked a trip back to the UK in my guts was virulent enough to be seen under a normal microscope and to warrant a public health notification. I was banned from going anywhere with shared loos and kitchens until the antibiotics had worked!
I ate some mussels in Ibiza once Ruined half a week of my stay Always choose carefully where I eat Paella and seafood now
I has a nasty case of norovirus a few years ago, gifted me by a small child belonging to a friend in Spain. Can you look after X for me? Sure. Oh, by the way she has sickness and diarrhea. Oh thanks! Baby X then puked on me, that was enough to catch it. The Loperamide and social distancing, as best I could, got me home on my flight the next day. Followed by a week off work and a crash diet. The Japanese flag comes to mind, for some reason. Moral of the story, there are times in life when a blister pack of Loperamide is worth ten times its weight in gold
