Yes, I did feel sorry for him after seeing how much he was suffering, but he completely brought it upon himself and after more than fair warning not to.

I only saw the immediate reaction though, I hate to think how he must have felt the next day!

Oh my Lord – that sounds horrible…you wouldn’t get over that in a hurry. The phrase ‘serves him right’ does spring to mind though.

Flash forward to last September and my sister’s birthday party. Late in the evening (early in the morning?) it transpired he still had “Da Bomb”, now over a year old. I, reasonably, told him he should probably pour it away, however his “macho…who-can-eat-the-hottest-chilli willy-waving” friends had a better idea and began daring each other to eat a teaspoon full. Finally, the willy-waving-est (read stupidest) of them all emerged, and despite my protestations that I was sure chilli heat only increased with age, downed a teaspoon full.

Thus followed two hours of drinking his way through four litres of milk and continual vomiting in the back garden.

“Macho…who-can-eat-the-hottest-chilli willy-waving” boys be warned, you do NOT want to mess with “Da Bomb”!

Thanks Nibbles x

Johnny was mercifully playing acoustic so it wasn’t too, ahem, riotous.

They should put that on the bottle Dordogne…

Well I was lucky enough to be treated (as I mentioned earlier) but think it most certainly would have been worth it. Plenty of good food and good grog.

there is a resemblance, I must agree.