I was in France this weekend and went into a sea-side supermarket for some cheese and bread (of course). By the check-out counter was this stand of ‘hip flask’ sized bottles of spirits all in attractive packaging. This would have been so tempting for the old me to the extent I would probably have wanted to collect the set, especially when I was a kid!
Later that day and back in the UK I saw some kids on our local beach drinking from a similar sized bottle of vodka. They can’t have been older than fourteen but as they were with some obviously drunken parents I thought it better not to say anything - (going into a business meeting with a black eye is not seen as good form.)
I rarely get on my high horse about the sale of booze, especially given my own somewhat maniac background, but when will shops stop making these small bottles of death and misery so readily available. Fortunately, I now see alcohol as nothing more than that, despite how pretty the packaging is.
Later that day and back in the UK I saw some kids on our local beach drinking from a similar sized bottle of vodka. They can’t have been older than fourteen but as they were with some obviously drunken parents I thought it better not to say anything - (going into a business meeting with a black eye is not seen as good form.)
I rarely get on my high horse about the sale of booze, especially given my own somewhat maniac background, but when will shops stop making these small bottles of death and misery so readily available. Fortunately, I now see alcohol as nothing more than that, despite how pretty the packaging is.
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