Oh dear, your poor liver. People often claimed they only knew I was drunk because I kept telling them. I was a lucky drunk, as I started to fall asleep, which really limited how much trouble I got into. It didn't save me entirely, but it certainly helped!

I went on a snowboarding holiday not too long before I quit, and we drank so much every night that I learned nothing about my friends. We had these fantastic, hilarious, hours long chats, but I never remembered anything. What a waste...!

I prefer life being able to remember time spent with my peops and not having loads of ugly stuff I wish I could forget too.

Thanks for reading and commenting : )