The Hangover Londoner appears mostly on Saturday and Sunday noon and they are easy to spot in the off license in the corner of your street. They definitely had a great night, but the weekends mornings aren’t their best friend. Hopefully that big breakfast they look to be planning is going to wake them up so they can go and enjoy the rest of their weekend on the sofa trying to recover while they swear that “never again” and that they are “getting old for this”, probably as old as the jumper they are wearing and that has been with them since they moved to London to find a future. I don’t know about their future, but their present is close to an Ibuprofen box and a bottle of water. Ohhh, the happy days!