Showing posts with label Southern Comfort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern Comfort. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 August 2018

I Don't Want



I was thinking of maybe writing a poem that started:

"I don't want coffee
 I don't want tea
 I don't want alcohol
 I don't want soup ..."

Then I couldn't stretch it out any further.

I never understood the phrase "I need a drink" referring to alcohol. I've only ever needed a drink when I have been thirsty. I also understand the need for stimulation, so coffee and other caffeine-based stimulants can be beneficial.

Most alcohol tastes atrocious, though I did acquire a taste for Guinness when I was in hospital recovering from ITP in the mid-eighties, and the odd alcoholic drink has been pleasant, I still love the smell of Southern Comfort.

Flavoured Ciders are the new alcopops. Cider is apple-flavoured, not berry, mango, or whatever. They are very easy to drink, though, and I also used to like drinking Cider; it was usually quite refreshing.

I don't mind Diet Coke and often use it for a caffeine fix, but am well aware of the damage Aspartame can do, so if I do indulge, it's generally two 500ml bottles a day, or maybe two 330 ml cans. It does surprise me that a 500ml bottle is classed as two servings.

So, as I've been on about drink, what about The Dubliners' "Seven Drunken Nights"