Do you really think that drinking on your own is a sign of a dangerous relationship with alcohol? I whiled away a very nice Sunday afternoon drinking rose whilst lounging on the sofa on my own.
And then I made a carrot cake. How housewifey of me - lone drinking followed by cake making (though next time I will drink the rather better suited gin and tonic - partly because that's what summer and house wifely lushes require - but also partly because I have finished the rose - yes - that's right, I've finished the box. And no, I don't feel any pangs of guilt now that you ask...).
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