Can you shear with a hangover?

We had to meet Hilary in the car park at Perugia at 8.00am, we were a couple of minutes late and David explained that we had drunk more of his wine cellar than we had intended, so we may be a bit sluggish. A quick drive and we set up for shearing, first alpaca on the mat and we're away. After we have completed the first two, I tell Hillary that due to the double vision that counts as four, she's not convinced! Eight males completed, so we start on the females, we would shear six and leave the rest until after lunch, the last one before lunch caught me out.The last thing that I was expecting on a female, which turned out to be a male nearly turned back to a female, he did wince a bit, and I only grazed the end. Superglue out just to make sure, lunch then purple spray on the little chap. I've never used purple spray on myself in this way, but I'm sure my reaction would be the same as his. At least we knew he was still able to wee. Only four left, oh and a sheep, I don't do sheep! Last four completed with no more mishaps.
   Now the sheep turns up, family pet, couple of years old, not sure if its ever been shorn, not looking forward to this. The farmer puts her on her back, holds her legs and motions me to start, shear lunacy! off we go, the clippers are going through fleece, then flesh, I think I missed the tail but am not sure. The farmer calmly turns the sheep as I keep going, I think we're going to need superglue and purple spray for this one, as I cut through her front leg. People watching are wincing as the "Crazy Englishman" tries to shear a sheep, then stick bits back together after. She is a lot happier without her fleece in the heat, but had trouble walking with the amount of superglue on her front leg and would have been dismayed at the two-tone purple paint job she had received.
    That evening we were invited to a "Festa" at the local school by David and Chrissie, all good fun, sat on benches, we had anti-pasta followed by pizza, with jugs of beer being filled every time they were empty. Jon and I had as much pizza as we could eat and after the previous evening as much water as we could drink. Off to bed, full and tired.