Why going outside for a quick cigar is not a good idea!

Poor old Andy, he certainly looked better last night at our drinks but is still sporting a particularly impressive scar.

The story he told us is that he can’t actually remember what his head hit. He just remembers having a few drinks then feeling like a cigar, so he went outside to his car. That was the last he can recalls until seeing himself in the mirror back in the house covered in blood. A taxi journey to Hemel (as no one was sober to drive) led to 15? or stitches inserted at 3 in the morning!