Is it not most often so, when we follow the Eagles?

[sovay]

I'm not dead; I'm just not sleeping, which has rather the same effect on my conversation.

But I got a postcard in the mail from the porta dextra of Eboracum, so things could be worse.

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[sovay]

Well, my chilled innards will be spending the night in Loos...

Ack: sorry. Have a Victorian soldier's hangover; it's theoretically possible to recover from one of those.

It's pack-drill for me and a fortnight's C.B.
For drunk and resisting the guard

Peter Bellamy, "Cells"