Of course, nothing's ever easy and this has just been highlighted by my wife bringing me back three big bottles of beer from the supermarket. I don't think she quite gets it, or at least she didn't until I just told her I don't want any beer in the house at all. She's heard it all before about me cutting down/giving up/having a month off etc so I've decided just to do it this time and not make a big song and dance about it.
Anyway, the beers are now ready to be shipped off to someone else as a present, and I now know she won't be buying me any more anytime soon. I'm going to bed
