I am having incredible difficulty shaking this hangover. I was in Derry last night and got the second train home this morning with a nasty hangover.
It was the least hangover-friendly train journey ever. A parent in front of me gave their daughter a damn harmonica which she blew the entire journey. I was surrounded by what had been a hen party the night before and they were reminiscing with much hysterics. Then appeared a troupe of zany children's entertainers who..well..entertained the children with great songs such as 'Purple Train'
I gave it another chance and I still don't like Derry.