15 years old, on holiday in Athens and a rare night out, sans parents but with all my cousins, aged from 17 to 24 or more. After a taverna they took me to a party, where the drink was vermouth.
Have you ever had this before??.... Fuck me we drink it as an aperitif before we get tore in back home, and I got tore in.
3am I am struggling but they all decide on a nightcap at a late night taverna high on a mountain overlooking the whole of the lights of athens I stood on the edge of the cliff looking at the lights that of course decide to engage gear and spin like fuck. I moved a little away from the crowd t o what turned out to be a more severe bit of cliff, so as not to spalsh my shoes...... Barf and over I go, , jeez it was a hell of a drop and lucky fucker, i land in a tree, so no death, but results in, one ambulance , two fire engines and me in hospital with a load of seriously scared cousins.
Before my parents and all the other fifteen or son parents and aunties etc got there, I was told to drop my trousers and got the biggest needle in that ass I have ever seen in my life, but Jesus five minutes later and just before my parents arrived I was sober as a judge, although I couldn't sit down
Parents bought the dodgy prawn routine, and my cousins breathed a huuuge sigh of relief, but to this day (now 68) even the smell of a vermouth and I am heading for the big white telephone, while clutching ten metres of serous climbing rope.
Still have no idea what the jab was and can't find anyone still who will tell me, but they all laugh like hell!
