| Alcohol 21:28 - May 13 with 1218 views | Cheltenham_Blue |
When was the last time You drank Pernod?
I think for me it might have been 1993. Drink of the past? Like Malibu? |  |
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| Alcohol on 21:31 - May 13 with 1200 views | jeera |
I think I tried a sip of Pernod once, pulled a face and left it at that.
Possibly late 80s.
Am only now just drinking cider after 30 odd years since once making myself so ill I had to sleep in the front garden as I could not be trusted to go indoors.
It wasn't the best of ciders to be fair. |  |
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| Alcohol on 21:31 - May 13 with 1192 views | azuremerlangus |
Mid-80’s - probably in the Swan... |  |
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| Alcohol on 21:32 - May 13 with 1196 views | GavTWTD |
When I was a teen I asked my brother what drink I should try and he said Pernod and black. I've never forgiven him for that. |  |
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| Alcohol on 21:34 - May 13 with 1172 views | jeera |
| Alcohol on 21:32 - May 13 by GavTWTD |
When I was a teen I asked my brother what drink I should try and he said Pernod and black. I've never forgiven him for that. |
Yeah, I never liked blackcurrant either.
What was the thinking there with that drink?
Which one was supposed to be disguising the other? | |
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| Alcohol on 21:35 - May 13 with 1159 views | Swansea_Blue |
| Alcohol on 21:31 - May 13 by jeera |
I think I tried a sip of Pernod once, pulled a face and left it at that.
Possibly late 80s.
Am only now just drinking cider after 30 odd years since once making myself so ill I had to sleep in the front garden as I could not be trusted to go indoors.
It wasn't the best of ciders to be fair. |
Might have been something you ate 🤷â€â™‚ï¸ |  |
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| Alcohol on 21:37 - May 13 with 1146 views | jeera |
| Alcohol on 21:35 - May 13 by Swansea_Blue |
Might have been something you ate 🤷â€â™‚ï¸ |
I don't think any witnesses would have been buying that.
But thanks for the support. | |
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| Alcohol on 21:51 - May 13 with 1090 views | J2BLUE |
[Post edited 13 May 2021 21:55]
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| Alcohol on 21:51 - May 13 with 1093 views | bluelagos |
Oct 1987
Got p*ssed on pernod and black. Too p*ssed to open the front door so climbed on top of car port roof and tried to climb through my bedroom window. Fell off window ledge and went through car port and instead slept in shed in a rolled up carpet.
I know the date cos in the morning I asked if my Dad had heard the wind (Needed a cover to explain the man sized hole in his car port roof right under my bedroom window). Mum told him off for his rubbish build quality (I kept quiet) and a week later the Oct 87 storms hit. Car port stayed up with no hassle and Dad could never understand how come it had been damaged a week earlier.
Never drank it again. |  |
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| Alcohol on 22:09 - May 13 with 1029 views | Ftnfwest |
Used to buy birds a Pernod and black years ago but can honestly say I’ve never tried it. Me old man bought back a bottle of ouzo from Corfu one year which took years to finish off and had some of that - which is similar isn’t it? |  | | |
| Alcohol on 22:12 - May 13 with 1020 views | Cotty |
It's lovely in a raspberry sauce. On baked cheesecake. And also in the south of france on a hot day watered down with ice cubes. Just sayin'. |  | | |
| Alcohol on 22:14 - May 13 with 1009 views | Cotty |
I mean if people are drinking it with blackcurrant cordial, no wonder they don't like it | | | |
| Alcohol on 22:32 - May 13 with 980 views | Guthrum |
1989
I had an unfortunate accident involving that (and lots of more besides). Have never touched the stuff since.
Edit: Not too dissimilar to bluelagos' tale, only at college and with more vomit. [Post edited 13 May 2021 22:35]
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| Alcohol on 23:26 - May 13 with 892 views | Gogs |
Christmas 1992. I remember it all too clearly. I was 18. I was walking into Town down Carr Street towards my first port of call, The Great White Horse. Some couple of @rseholes appeared from nowhere, well presumably the alley by woolworths, and jumped on me from behind shouted 'happy christmas, mate!' and started giving me a kicking, i got a thick lip and a cut ear, but anyway they got startled by someone and legged it before they could do any real damage. So on i went to the GWH a little bloodied and bruised but shaken up more than anything. Aside from the aforementioned two @rseholes i'd been unfortunate enough to meet, it was the season of goodwill to all men, so friends started buying me drinks out of generosity and sympathy. My tipples of choice at the time were Guinness and the occasional Pernod & Black. I was getting bought loads of them there and at my next and final port of call, the Water Lily. By the end of the night I must have had 10 pints and as many double Pernod & Black 'chasers'. I staggered home, plastered. Still living at my parents at the time, the following morning - Christmas day- I woke surprisingly free of hangover, so took my presents through to my parents, relatively bright and cheery and full of the festive spirit. My mum then asked me what had happened last night and asked if I'd been sick. I said i didn't remember, so she said i should go check in the bathroom mirror. It was not a pleasant site. I had encrusted puke and blood from the thick ear i'd received, down the side of my face, in my hair, in my ear. I then returned to my bedroom where i noticed the real horror of what had happened when i went to bed. I'd puked in my sleep and pretty much covered my bed with it apart from a silhouette of me where i'd laid.
Here endeth the tale of why I am never ever drinking Pernod again |  | | |
| Alcohol on 23:26 - May 13 with 882 views | giant_stow |
Last summer, you heathens. |  |
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| Alcohol on 23:31 - May 13 with 861 views | jeera |
| Alcohol on 23:26 - May 13 by Gogs |
Christmas 1992. I remember it all too clearly. I was 18. I was walking into Town down Carr Street towards my first port of call, The Great White Horse. Some couple of @rseholes appeared from nowhere, well presumably the alley by woolworths, and jumped on me from behind shouted 'happy christmas, mate!' and started giving me a kicking, i got a thick lip and a cut ear, but anyway they got startled by someone and legged it before they could do any real damage. So on i went to the GWH a little bloodied and bruised but shaken up more than anything. Aside from the aforementioned two @rseholes i'd been unfortunate enough to meet, it was the season of goodwill to all men, so friends started buying me drinks out of generosity and sympathy. My tipples of choice at the time were Guinness and the occasional Pernod & Black. I was getting bought loads of them there and at my next and final port of call, the Water Lily. By the end of the night I must have had 10 pints and as many double Pernod & Black 'chasers'. I staggered home, plastered. Still living at my parents at the time, the following morning - Christmas day- I woke surprisingly free of hangover, so took my presents through to my parents, relatively bright and cheery and full of the festive spirit. My mum then asked me what had happened last night and asked if I'd been sick. I said i didn't remember, so she said i should go check in the bathroom mirror. It was not a pleasant site. I had encrusted puke and blood from the thick ear i'd received, down the side of my face, in my hair, in my ear. I then returned to my bedroom where i noticed the real horror of what had happened when i went to bed. I'd puked in my sleep and pretty much covered my bed with it apart from a silhouette of me where i'd laid.
Here endeth the tale of why I am never ever drinking Pernod again |
We've all been there fella.
Not sure all that can be attributed to one drink type though!
There seems to be other factors at hand.
Like 10 of them for a start. | |
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| Alcohol on 23:35 - May 13 with 850 views | Gogs |
| Alcohol on 23:31 - May 13 by jeera |
We've all been there fella.
Not sure all that can be attributed to one drink type though!
There seems to be other factors at hand.
Like 10 of them for a start. |
well maybe, but when things started coming back to me, that was the taste I remembered and the smell that brought the memories of the evening back. But I don't drink Guinness now either come to think of it, but that's more because I prefer other stouts | | | |
| Alcohol on 03:26 - May 14 with 771 views | Illinoisblue |
| Alcohol on 23:26 - May 13 by Gogs |
Christmas 1992. I remember it all too clearly. I was 18. I was walking into Town down Carr Street towards my first port of call, The Great White Horse. Some couple of @rseholes appeared from nowhere, well presumably the alley by woolworths, and jumped on me from behind shouted 'happy christmas, mate!' and started giving me a kicking, i got a thick lip and a cut ear, but anyway they got startled by someone and legged it before they could do any real damage. So on i went to the GWH a little bloodied and bruised but shaken up more than anything. Aside from the aforementioned two @rseholes i'd been unfortunate enough to meet, it was the season of goodwill to all men, so friends started buying me drinks out of generosity and sympathy. My tipples of choice at the time were Guinness and the occasional Pernod & Black. I was getting bought loads of them there and at my next and final port of call, the Water Lily. By the end of the night I must have had 10 pints and as many double Pernod & Black 'chasers'. I staggered home, plastered. Still living at my parents at the time, the following morning - Christmas day- I woke surprisingly free of hangover, so took my presents through to my parents, relatively bright and cheery and full of the festive spirit. My mum then asked me what had happened last night and asked if I'd been sick. I said i didn't remember, so she said i should go check in the bathroom mirror. It was not a pleasant site. I had encrusted puke and blood from the thick ear i'd received, down the side of my face, in my hair, in my ear. I then returned to my bedroom where i noticed the real horror of what had happened when i went to bed. I'd puked in my sleep and pretty much covered my bed with it apart from a silhouette of me where i'd laid.
Here endeth the tale of why I am never ever drinking Pernod again |
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| Alcohol on 11:00 - May 14 with 630 views | DebsyAngel |
1988 on New Year's Eve.
A friend of mine got a huge bottle of it for Xmas, and me, her and another mate were drinking it before our big night out. They disliked it, and at the time I was an alcoholic and would drink anything. I finished the rest of the bottle.
Was falling over into doorways on the way to Mannings, and went in the pub, meekly asked for a half of Guinness - people knew something was up as I NEVER had halves! Had to go and sit outside in that alcove outside the pub and fell asleep for about 3 hours.
Woken up by a man who said "What are you doing out here, love? It's New Years Eve! You should be in the pub celebrating!" He helped me into the pub, which was crowded and the noise and bright lights hit me like a train and I was very sick all over the place and collapsed at a table!
Could smell the Pernod in the carpet for a good 6 weeks into 1989. Put me off that drink for life! |  | | |
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