Reduced drinking update

[Sir C]

I’m currently ‘brewing’ something in a bucket in my utility room, la. It contains rhubarb and apples from my allotment with some sugar and yeast. I’ve literally no idea what it’ll be like. Foul, probably. It’s quite pink, though.

I may send a semi-John to Sir C for Christmas.

I wish you much pleasure from your rhubarb-based hooch, b. I, however, could not contemplate touching such stuffs.

[barrybueno]

I was lying down when I took the pic, b - there's 25 different beers in there. Probably one or two strong ones

Sounds good, I'll be stuck with non-alcoholic chocolate

[Burney]

I’ve moved on - no booze now on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday, and no more than half a bottle on Friday and Sunday.

I imagined that after several weeks of this regime I would be feeling healthier, sharper and happier, and that I would have lost weight. The result of all this self denial is... nothing. Nothing at all, except a general sense of misery with occasional bouts of sheer desperation.

Life is awful. Does anyone have a number for the Samaritans?

My advice to anyone considering reducing their alcohol intake is don’t do it. Stay on the grog. Go harder if you can.

I don’t wish to be unkind, but what on earth did you expect?

You didn’t actually believe all those frauds who tell you their lives are better since stopping drinking, did you? Did you never see the haunted look in their eyes?

I’m pretty certain life is simply too awful to be faced without a glass in one’s hand.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Well if you could stop whining and bellyaching like a child denied its sweets, things might improve.

Instead of thinking only of yourself try and use your new found sobriety to help your fellow man - perhaps those less fortunate than you. Go and do some work in one of those soup kitchens frequented by real alcoholics and folk who have, frequently through no fault of their own, fallen off the edge. Then, you may start to feel better as you acquire a sense of worth.

[Sir C]

Well if you could stop whining and bellyaching like a child denied its sweets, things might improve.

Instead of thinking only of yourself try and use your new found sobriety to help your fellow man - perhaps those less fortunate than you. Go and do some work in one of those soup kitchens frequented by real alcoholics and folk who have, frequently through no fault of their own, fallen off the edge. Then, you may start to feel better as you acquire a sense of worth.

'Real alcoholics' Is that like 'drug addicts'?

Weak-minded, feckless, attention-seeking wasters, h. Addiction is an excuse for giving up. Or not giving up, as the case may be.

[Burney]

'Real alcoholics' Is that like 'drug addicts'?

Weak-minded, feckless, attention-seeking wasters, h. Addiction is an excuse for giving up. Or not giving up, as the case may be.

Mind you, there is a certain dignity to the term 'high-functioning alcoholic', I feel.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

'Real alcoholics' Is that like 'drug addicts'?

Weak-minded, feckless, attention-seeking wasters, h. Addiction is an excuse for giving up. Or not giving up, as the case may be.

Yes yes yes, mock away and,as usual hide, behind your crafty words and sophistry. You may walk through this world as a blind man c but he will see you. You know of whom I speak!

[World's End Stella]

But one of the joys of reducing your drinking significantly is having the odd cheeky cheat night and enjoying it tremendously.

I think you need to be less strict with yourself, Charles and sneak in a few G&Ts or glasses of fine red every now and then.

I really do enjoy alcohol more now that I drink less, if you see what I mean.

[Burney]

But one of the joys of reducing your drinking significantly is having the odd cheeky cheat night and enjoying it tremendously.

I think you need to be less strict with yourself, Charles and sneak in a few G&Ts or glasses of fine red every now and then.

I really do enjoy alcohol more now that I drink less, if you see what I mean.

My contention would be that anyone who can 'sneak in a few G&Ts or glasses of fine red' and be happy with that level of consumption doesn't really get it.

[World's End Stella]

My contention would be that anyone who can 'sneak in a few G&Ts or glasses of fine red' and be happy with that level of consumption doesn't really get it.

I would disagree with your contention. Alcohol should be enjoyed on multiple levels; not only the steam in and get trolleyed situation, but the gentle enjoyment of a few pints or glasses over several hours. As an example, I take my son to the pub at 12pm every Sunday (training, I refer to it as), he has two pints of coke, I have 2-3 pints of ale and we share a large plate of chips. Upon returning to Chez WES, I have no desire for more alcohol. I kip on the couch, a book in front of the fire in the kitchen, either of these nicely finish off the experience.

You, as I recall, have Irish blood, however.