Too hungover, this painfully sunny afternoon, to deliver anything more than a vintage picture – but isn’t it lovely?
Can anyone enlighten us on its approx date? *scratches head*
Failing that, do you know any miracle hangover cures?
Looks like mid – late 40’s maybe.
2 paracetomols with lots of water, glug of gaviscon, back to bed is the best cure. Not drinking prevents them!
No prob. Any time.
The police woman warden looks very smart. A model of her times.
Swim in Kentish Town Swimming Baths best cure for a hangover I know
What you need to do is get down to Kentish Town swimming baths pronto. Once at the entrance, turn round and swiftly cross the road to ‘Drinker’s Paradise’. The answer to your hangover is within these walls. And they are extremely friendly and don’t mind badly behaved dogs in there either, as a bonus. What a shop (hope your h’over receding).
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Looks like mid – late 40’s maybe.
2 paracetomols with lots of water, glug of gaviscon, back to bed is the best cure. Not drinking prevents them!
I love the expression on the stripey-jumpered boy’s face…wonder if he’s still knocking about the manor 70 years on?
Back to bed, alas, is not an option! There’s an empire to be run etc. But thanks for the ticking off. I blame Mrs Kentishtowner (as always).
No prob. Any time.
The police woman warden looks very smart. A model of her times.
Swim in Kentish Town Swimming Baths best cure for a hangover I know
That’s a great idea. My guilty confession is I’ve never set foot inside. I blame the dog. We always end up on the Heath.
What you need to do is get down to Kentish Town swimming baths pronto. Once at the entrance, turn round and swiftly cross the road to ‘Drinker’s Paradise’. The answer to your hangover is within these walls. And they are extremely friendly and don’t mind badly behaved dogs in there either, as a bonus. What a shop (hope your h’over receding).
Ah, Drinker’s Paradise. Such a fine institution. Although, all those badly behaved dogs might terrorise our impeccably-mannered jack russell!
…and thanks for the tips folks, hangover has miraculously gone (yes it is now Saturday).