Time to get into a fizz
Dec 12, 2019
3 minutes
SO, here we are in the grim fastness that is a British January. It’s dark, damp, depressing and – dammit – I’m on the bloody water wagon for the whole darn month. That’s 31 whole days. Or 744 hours. Or, good grief, 44,640 minutes. Tick, tock, tick, tock…
You’re probably on it, too, the waterwagon, that is. I mean, what on earth are we thinking? This is the one month when we should be knocking the bottles back with abandon. Anything to keep
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