This is going to be all woe is me, and totally blatant sympathy seeking, but the summer has claimed it's first BBQ victim - me
The food was all delicious, and lovingly prepared by someone who really knows their way around a kitchen
plus I'm a strict vegetarian, so I don't eat meat or fish and it can't have been a bad kebab or dodgy undercooked sausage
but someone's filled my insides with burning liquid evil
I thought I'd ridden the worst of it out last night and this morning but the slice of dry toast I just ate to 'settle my stomach' has resulted in feeling like someone's heating up metal skewers and ramming them in at intestine level
I've a feeling there's going to be much wailing and gnashing of teeth before this is over
damn BBQs