"Yeah---in the morning. I can't eat or drink anything at the minute because I will throw up."

Hjalmar kept his balance while Ansgar got a towel to dry him off. The Dane really was a sweetheart and he could see why Torden cuddled up and looked after him too. Tom's temper though---that was legendary.

"I heard he floored that fucking punk Brit on his ass. This was before I arrived on the tour."