Waking upon Wednesday morning this week with the hangover from hell made me realize that we are all susceptible to having a bad morning at the expense of over-indulgence of alcohol. I am sure that the three bottles of whisky, two bottles of wine, one bottle of champagne and a good couple of cases of Asahi between six of us did not help much but it was an impromptu session that was never intended to be one of those nights that you regret in the morning.