Addicted

I awoke with a crashing headache, after a restless sweaty night.

And why? Because I hadn't drunk any caffeine since noon the day before. All I'd had for the whole of the day before was my morning cuppa and a weak and pathetic machine tea in London. Consequently I suffered from withdrawal symptoms, as I often do when I forget to have a last cup of tea before bed-time.

One big mug later, and I'm fine.

But I'm an addict.