Oh hangover
Posted on | August 9, 2008 | 50 Comments
Faithful friend, ever-present companion.
No matter what state I go to bed in I know you’ll be right there with me next morning. Last night, in what I believe was an effort to save time, I had this morning’s fry. Sausages, white pudding, bacon, egg, toast. The whole lot.
Woke up this morning to make myself the life-saving breakfast and discovered the kitchen in a mess and all the food gone. I have vague recollections of Bastardface munching toast.
Now I have nothing but a Chicago Town pepperoni pizza and that’s not the kind of breakfast I’m looking for at the moment. I may wander into town and find somewhere, amongst the gourment sandwich cunts, who can make me a good old fashioned breakfast roll.
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August 9th, 2008 @ 11:53 am
…and a pint
August 9th, 2008 @ 11:56 am
Dean Martin’s hangover cure: “Take the juice of two bottles of whiskey…”
August 9th, 2008 @ 11:59 am
Kylemore cafe in stephen’s green will do a passable roll / fry.
Graham O Sullivans off Dawson St was legendary for a roll, but it’s gone now. The guy selling the big issue is still there, so who made the better business decision eh?
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:04 pm
I find not eating for as long as i can stand it and then having a fry the best plan.
Coffee is allowed from the word go.
Or the word “arghhh”, whichever applies best.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:08 pm
Don’t drink at all the night before and put yourself into a case of denial where you imagine you’re drunk.
Free too.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:09 pm
Deep too.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:21 pm
Simons Place on georges street..have a chicken sandwich and a bowl of veg soup..it is soul food and will banish that hangover away…it worked for me many times when i lived in Dublin..
Then walk up the street and go to The Stags head for a pint of stout..
You’re welcome…
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:41 pm
Beer and a fag will sort you out.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:46 pm
First fag also needs to be carefully timed/defered as long as possible.
Lots and lots of orange juice also a good un.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:52 pm
Not mad on the Guinness in the Stags Head, I have to say. Was in Mulligans the other week and it wasn’t great there either, which was a real surprise.
August 9th, 2008 @ 12:56 pm
Maggot beat me to it.
A large Lavazza which should be closely followed by trip to the white room.
Camden Street area is good for the pig roll, couple of all dayers there.
August 9th, 2008 @ 1:05 pm
Misery loves company, so I would like to thank you for this post.
August 9th, 2008 @ 1:16 pm
i never had a bad pint in mulligans, but then i never had a great pint either. nothing to live up to the reputation.
Brogans next to d’olympia is the best pint in town for my money…
August 9th, 2008 @ 3:14 pm
I’m having a ciabatta with humus, lettuce, tomato and ham and of course a large fresh coffee.
This is morning at 3am I had a Zaytoons kebab.
August 9th, 2008 @ 5:45 pm
Drag your sorry ass to a church and take the pledge, but not when hung over. That won’t count because by closing time you’ll be stewed again. When you’re off the drink you look forward to getting up early in the morning and wecoming in the bright morning sun. Oh! Damn it to hell and back again, I forgot, you don’t have sunshine. Fuck it, go out and have a beer with an egg in it for breakfast. It’ll do you good.
August 10th, 2008 @ 12:24 am
better now?
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:02 am
Oh, I just love leftover cold pizza as a balm for the hangover.
With lots of tea.
August 10th, 2008 @ 3:18 am
2 soluble solpadene in a wee glass of water before you go to bed… magic…
August 10th, 2008 @ 3:22 am
I don’t have hard and fast rules to start the day of the hangover, but it’s got to end with a thai curry, and some quality bad television and a glass of the evil grape just to tip you back into bed again.
During the day there will inevitably be the-something-that-felt-like-it-was-a-good-idea-at- the-time food, but by the end of consuming it will make you feel significantly worse than when you started.
Oh and keep away from all things fish.
August 10th, 2008 @ 8:46 am
That’s my motto on any day.
The internet is weird. I just opened the site, to get a message saying it had moved here. So I clicked the link, and it brought me… here. Am I in an alternate reality now?
August 10th, 2008 @ 8:52 am
I love the suggestions that end ‘before you go to bed’.
Listen, fuckwits, we all know that if you have a glass or two of water before hitting the sack then we won’t get dehydrated and the hangover won’t happen. It’s not rocket science.
The problem is that when you have a proper drink this is the first bit of information to be temporarily erased from the hard drive in your head.
Does any ‘real’ drinker ever remember to do it?
August 10th, 2008 @ 10:55 am
Red wine and spliff hangover..truly evil!!
No known cure… not even more wine and spliff works..i am in hell………….
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:04 am
That one is a killer. Suffering the Guinness trots today. If the noise my bowel movement made could be compared to an aboriginal musical instrument it would be ‘splatterypoo’.
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:07 am
There is always the “Shart” fear factor there too..
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:09 am
I can’t possibly have anything left for that to be possible.
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:19 am
Therein lies the danger..you think the well is empty,you can feel a ripper coming on ,then out of the blue- Spleeuffffllpp– you are standing in your local centra/londis/whatever needing a change of shorts, trying to walk normally out the door..
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:26 am
there’s a pub down the amiens st. end of talbot st. , approx. across from where the cinerama used to be. they’ll do you up a fry as you described ( minus dog ) the barman can be a bit of a cunt though.
August 10th, 2008 @ 12:21 pm
molloy’s early house. be careful, full of coppers from store st.
August 10th, 2008 @ 12:23 pm
they do a massive toasted ham & cheese though
August 10th, 2008 @ 12:53 pm
Two nine packs of Twix yesterday drove the dog from the bedroom. I may have to go back to kitkats.
Those Crazy Welsh!
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:10 pm
The council should have had him destroyed..It is a crime against humanity playing shite music at earbleeding volume..
Good music on the other hand is only acceptable at ear bleeding volume..
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:15 pm
Maggot, misread that link initially & thought he had tried blowing them up. He could always have tried the ’2 nine-packs of Twix’ method from the sound of things. Are Kit Kats less explosive?
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:17 pm
Ha, crimes against nature, blasting Cher on your tapedeck.
I find the earbleeding volume thing is getting a bit wearing one way or the other. Not being able to talk, just nod and smile at people and pretend you understood, and then they shout into your earhole and it hurts and buzzes for the next hour… I really fucking hate that.
It’s one thing if everyone’s just dancing madly, but last week I was at pub’s ‘summer’ family day, live music type thing, lots of kids, outside, and they wouldn’t turn the music down – all the kids holding thier ears, nobody able to speak. It’s dangerous, and it’s boring. What’s the harm in having it loud enough insteaqe of too loud?
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:17 pm
I suspect it’s the toffee component of the twix that ferments. Tell ya what, those smug rabbits with their air fresheners wouldn’t stand a chance!
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:19 pm
Ye Gods – the hangover from hell Jo – waking up to Cher’s “singing” – could be worse though, could wake up beside her – even SG wouldn’t want to go there!
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:22 pm
Jo:Were Dead Ringer playing by any chance?
They always played really loud..
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:24 pm
Not then – it’s just the dodgy sound guy. Pretty much always dodgy.
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:27 pm
Nothin like a deaf soundman to fuck up a gig!
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:33 pm
Best way to survive hangover hell while still having plenty to drink is to have about a half a glass of water for every pint or about the same amount of water as wine. It keeps you well hydrated and you last much longer. Also make sure a good feed has been had in advance. A bit of a bop is good too, you’ll sleep well afterwards.
Also, don’t lie in too late. If you hit the sack at 3 then get up at 9 so that you can sleep later on that night. Half an hour’s nap in the afternoon will sort you out.
Do I ever do any of this? No.
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:39 pm
The homoeopathic remedy Nux Vomica is also a hangover cure.
Be warned, though, if you really need to get sick, it can make you.
It’s good for food poisoning and general over indulgence too.
August 10th, 2008 @ 1:49 pm
Homoeopathy is bollix! The idea that less and less becomes more and more effective means that somebody who takes no homoeopathic “medicine” of any sort should never get sick from anything!
August 10th, 2008 @ 2:45 pm
Nope, that’s not what it means, cleverpants.
I’ll admit the premise takes a bit of a leap of faith – you’re dealing with essence, not substance.
But I’ve used it since I was a kid – haven’t been to a gp since my earrings got infected when I was 12 – I use it for my family and have seen hay fever dispelled for good, high fevers down in under an hour, bruising stopped, sore throats abated, bones knit faster, splinters pushed out, all sorts of pregnancy issues sorted, sinus headaches gone, vomiting stopped, mastitis cured, on and on.
My mother was a homoeopath, she helped infertile people get pregnant, had an MS patient go from crutches to running again, had an epilepsy patient cut their drugs by a quarter, lots of serious achievement.
I don’t care if it sounds hard to accept, it works for me.
August 10th, 2008 @ 5:19 pm
I don’t care if it sounds hard to accept, it works for me.
Does it work though or do things get better and women get pregnant on their own, whether or not the gullible take their snake oils? Not to mention the placebo effect.
Not saying conventional medicine is the be all and end all – first thing you learn in pharmacology is that patients often get better despite their medication rather than because of it.
August 10th, 2008 @ 6:53 pm
You must be right, maggot. Every single person who ever had a sustained result from my mother, and me or my family from the homoepath I go to -it must all be placebo results.
I feel quite miraculous, that I am able to heal myself to such a degree.
Both the infertile women she treated had long given up trying for babies – one was far from pleased to get pregnant, she hadn’t come specifically due to her infertility.
August 10th, 2008 @ 8:33 pm
Er, what was she treating her for, Jo?
“I’ve cured your tennis elbow. Oh, and I’ve also made you fertile and re-grown the appendix you had removed when you were ten.”
August 10th, 2008 @ 9:39 pm
Heh, I don’t know. It’s pretty holistic though, you don’t necessarily need to be going for a specific ailment. The remedy pictures include everything, mental, emotional, physical.
So part of what the woman’s remedy was was obviously something to do with infertility, but there’s lots more.
Like, Nux Vomica’s good for hangovers, but the remedy type is bloated business men who have boozy lunches and eat overly rich restaurant food too much :)
August 10th, 2008 @ 11:30 pm
Jo, do you agree that homeopathic remedies are scientifically indistinguishable from water?
August 11th, 2008 @ 7:14 am
Is “Nux Vomica” Latin for “No Barfing”?
August 11th, 2008 @ 8:27 am
Yes, TS, it’s been proven that there is no actual substance left in the water. The remedies deal with essence, not substance.
August 11th, 2008 @ 9:13 pm
Just had one of those pizzas Twenty.
Fackin gorgeous.