As it's the season to be jolly, I thought I'd jump in with both feet and be the jolliest person from jollsville at my works Christmas do last night. Regrettably I am now nursing the mother of all hangovers, it all seemed big and clever last night. I'm sitting here feeling right sorry for myself, has anybody got any remedies to deal with the post drinking fall out? I've just amused myself on the potty because the bum broth was as fizzy coming out as it was going down last night, although the Stella didn't smell like the contents of a tramps gusset. I'm just toying with the idea of treating myself to a trump as I write this but im frightened I blat the watercooler behind me.