Tag: Beer

  • March is for movement (and moderation)

    As discussed in some depth, January was all about going dry. And it was so, so easy. February, in comparison, was slightly damp, enabling me to compare the before and after, and reminding me that age has robbed me of my capacity to process alcohol. In other words, suffering crippling hangovers after just a few…

  • Time with friends

    Last night, I met up with nine of my closest friends and celebrated my birthday. It was nothing fancy – we just went to the local Brewdog for buffalo wings and beers. But by the end of the night, my jaw ached from laughing. Time with friends is better than any other kind of entertainment.…

  • Entering my 48th year

    I turned 47 earlier this week, an event that really didn’t matter much at all. It’s not that it wasn’t celebrated. It’s not that I didn’t get some nice cards and gifts. It’s that I really don’t feel any different and don’t intend changing as a result. I’ve never been the kind of person who…

  • Time for ‘Dry February’?

    So…completing Dry January was a doddle. And then, normal service resumed and I realised just how god-awful I feel after a night on the beers. Not ‘waking up in a skip’ or ‘I’ve lost all my belongings’ or ‘waking up with a mystery tattoo’ awful, but just exhausted and wiped out. So basically, the answer…

  • Dry January: done and dusted!

    It’s January 31st, which means this evening marks the end of Dry January. I’d love to be able to claim I’ve achieved something significant here, but I really can’t. Most days, I haven’t even thought of beer or the absence thereof. I’ve had quite a lot to do this month and being without beer hasn’t…

  • Dry January: one week in

    It’s been a week of no beers (or anything else booze-related) and, as predicted, it’s been a breeze. To be fair, I’d be worried if I couldn’t go seven days with consuming alcohol. But even a week has demonstrated some benefits: I’m sleeping better and feeling ever so slightly less… ‘prosperous’ around my waist. The…