I’d been staying with my mate Neil the last couple of days. Before leaving, we had a fry up with black pudding, tates etc. I didn’t think it sat all that well…Travelled down from Sunderland with Neil to Hull (His hometown). Then we drove to Sheffield, where i met a couple of mates from Boston.
Tonight we got the extra track “Wrathchild”.
On the way home, i felt really ill. Me : “Chris ! Stop the car!”. After which i puked my guts up ! I’m probably the first person to puke up on the Sleaford bypass, which was being built at the time 😉
