Blast from the past

I remember when I was younger, I drank a load of old English cider, (never touched cider since) and thought I was clever, reckoning I could run along the top of that wall. I fell off, but in the hospital side, into a thorn Bush, serves myself right. I remember waking up in the hospital bed, my clothes all ripped and my whole body covered in yellow dye, where they cleaned all my cuts and bruises.
 
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