1985 was a quiet year work-wise. The Lion roared his last on January 11th and I flew straight off to see Mandy in Portugal. I was there a week and spent three days of it in bed with violent stomach cramps brought on by stress. As soon as I had my strength back, I went down to the local 'As Botas' ( look it up!) and asked for something to help me relax. I was immediately given a box of Librium, a drug so strong, you can only get it under prescription in the UK and even then probably not, as it only takes a fortnight to become a gibbering wreck of an addict!
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