I love an occasional glass of wine with food but it is not my drink of choice otherwise - for casual drinking, I like a glass of Stella, or Guinness, or tonic water if I’m driving. I’ve only ever been offered prosecco once and don’t understand what the fuss is about. I have sometimes been ‘merry’ when I was younger, but only been so drunk that I couldn’t stand up twice in my life and I am deeply ashamed of both of them. The first time, a friend and I were thrown out of a pub for starting a fight (no I can’t believe it now either!). I was in the Army at the time and narrowly managed to hang onto my NCO’s tapes. The second time, years later, I was quite alone with a litre bottle of gin; angry, depressed and stupid, I drank about two thirds of it and it put me in bed for three days. After that occasion, I remembered what my alcoholic mother had been like and how I had vowed never to be like her. It was truly sobering.