meenaghman said:
I do remember joyfully announcing to my housemates after I'd been working for about 4-5 years, going to the pub and saying Well lads.. today I know I'm old.. because this week I've kept within the Government limit of 31 pints for the week.. to be told apparently it was 21, and the number was for units not pints.
brilliant! I tip my hat to you, sir!
Thankyou all for your advice and good wishes, but, to be honest, all that's at stake here is pleasure. I devote my life to the pursuit of pleasure, so I am just a little miffed that there will be, from now on, one pleasure less, but I am told (and convincingly told) that consuming a paltry half bottle of wine a night is going to increase the risk of a heart attack, which, thanks to my fantastically poor choice of forefathers, is remarkably high for one who looks, outwardly, to be in decent shape.
This isn't to say that I won't get plastered apres-FNRttC to Whitstable again.........