I woke the following morning with a thick head and a graze on my left knee. I didn’t remember falling over, although judging by the dull pressure I felt inside my skull, I decided it was entirely possible I consumed far too much alcohol after Rob’s little stunt, which could quite easily have resulted in my taking a tumble. I sniffed the air and soon fou…
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