It makes sense when you discover its magical contents, and for the day that’s in it we’re recommending the ultimate New Year hangover.
Coconut water, and who knew that the ubiquitous Caribbean drink (other countries are available) will put you back on your feet.
It’s all to do with the potassium, electrolytes, fibre and natural sugars.
All in those coconut shells you see traders carving out by the side of the roads that cost pennies.

Of course it might be that all that dancing you did the night before.
And the fruit from your rum punch and water to rehydrate protected you from the ravages of the hangover.
Or the fact that you’re in Barbados for carnival that makes you blank out the lethargy in your head.
Fry and high

Of course, there are those, ourselves among them, who swear by…
The Ulster/Scottish/English fry of bacon, sausage, eggs, puddings, mushrooms, beans… it’s replacing the lost salt, you know.
And I will forever be indebted to Donna for putting Jevan and myself back together after our all-nighter at Foreday Morning.
And giving us the cold splash of reality that is a hosing down.
To remove the mud and purple paint and wake us up… never a thing for those trudging back from Edinburgh this morning.
Bru knew?

The Scottish hangover cure they say is to just carry on (behave!)
But what is true is that the Jocks do swear by the elements in the bubble-gum tasting Irn-Bru soft drink.
Yes, it’s a rush of sugar but also that iron, although there’s only 0.002 ammonium ferric citrate.
But according to an expert in this field, Shaughnessy Bishop-Stall, who spent 10 years drinking in 30 cities across 14 countries it deffo works.
Now if coconut water, big fry-ups or Irn-Bru aren’t your thing (and why not?) then caffeine is a favourite fall-back.
Cup of coffee for the road

I developed my taste for coffee from 15/16 and having it thrust into my hand the morning after a school house party.
How you take it is your own beeswax but I’ve been a black only drinker since my days at uni in frozen Aberdeen.
When leaving the flat to go down into the bracing wind to the shop for milk became too much effort.

Particularly after the first al-nighters with Jevan when he introduced me to real Bajan rum, Mount Gay.
Now where is that streetside coconut water seller in Aberdeen when you need one?
Now I am nothing if not a service-provider and of course the ultimate New Year hangover cure is the sunshine you get.
On the road with the Further Adventures of Bandanaman.

































