Hannah Borno

After four festival days and nights I have palpated my liver and discovered it to be the consistency of foie gras so I’m going cold turkey on alcohol. Halves of lager in the muddy sunshine, a bottle of vintage port in front of Jimmy Cliff, squirts of red wine from a 5 litre box as I danced to the Proclaimers. But enough. Not a drop shall pass my lips for at least a week, in fact I’m thinking of giving it up for three months - apparently the time it takes for a new liver to reconfigure itself and to be fully cleansed. Lately, I’ve got into the habit of drinking every day - maybe just a couple of beers before dinner, or two or three glasses of wine with dinner… the odd bottle of prosecco in the park. Whisky by the bed. But alcohol makes me gloomy, and I suspect it’s making me fat. It stops me sleeping… There are so many reasons to give up alcohol I can’t belive I haven’t done it sooner! Hurrah for my new teetotal lifestyle! Only two months, thirty and a half days to go! I can almost see the finish line.

Day one of my new alcohol free lifestyle was easy - I was asleep.

Today is day two - luckily I’m staying in and working. I do like a nice laptop beer though at 8ish… (8 in the evening, that is).

NB. I don’t keep a bottle of whisky by the bed. That was a joke. I keep it in my sock drawer.