It's been a busy day - at work all day, shopping for tea and then choir practice. There's no time for a long post (or a photograph), which doesn't matter as I haven't much to say about today's 'chapter' on the dangers of over consumption of alcohol.
Although I enjoy the odd glass, or two, of wine as much as the next person, I can quite easily take it or leave it. Good company is what I value, and the ability to enjoy it without making an exhibition of myself or suffering the consequences the following morning. And if that makes me a boring old party pooper or a sanctimonious snob, well then that's fine by me. It's about time examples were set of people having a good time without getting legless. We owe it to society.