Isn’t that what they put at the bottom of alcohol advertisements? If I could drink responsibly, then I wouldn’t be here blogging! In the past few weeks, as I have gone back and forth in my mind about stuff, I have often contemplated the notion of drinking in a sensible fashion: one drink, not twenty drinks. But who does that? Who has one drink?
Headline story in today’s Times newspaper is about how it’s actually good for you to drink one drink, something about how it helps to protect you from heart disease. There is a sentence about how drinking more than that is very bad for you, but I still find it disconcerting when I read things about abstinence not being the best choice. I find myself almost looking for articles like this, searching for an escape route.
Annie! Stop doing that! Stop looking for escape routes! Carry on with your mocktails, and your baths, and your reading to the kids, and stop making such a fuss! Day 22!
I am talking to myself. Is this the first sign of madness?