I don't drink
I was chairing a dinner last night and the meal included an allowance of a third of a bottle of wine for all present. As neither I or a couple of others drink this meant the allowance went up to about half a bottle each for the others. Half way through the meal there was a bit of a rumpus. It turned out that all the red wine had gone and that most had been snaffled by the diners on one side of the room. One of the guests on the other side of the room decided to buy another bottle and paid £25 for the privilege. But instead of giving the bottle to him, the waiter put in on the middle of the table and by the time the bottle had been passed down to the buyer it was empty! This caused a huge commotion and I could see that a number of the diners were getting quite desperate for another drink, and this despite the fact most of them had been drinking beers and spirits before the dinner started. I looked on with contented amusement through my glass of water, grateful that I am no longer driven by an alcohol habit that clouds and obscures enjoyment of life for what it is. I will never miss those days!