It's been too wet to photograph Owlie these past few days. The lens gets misted up or worse, raindrops on it, so I've given up until we have some sunshine and then Owlie can be revealed in all his glory.
As we're having visitors this weekend, I went out to buy a bottle of red wine to saturate the planned Lasagne... on the back I read 'Please drink responsibly and remember that abstinence one day is no excuse for overindulgence on the next day.'
Oh, puhleese!!! This is a bottle of wine. Soon I suspect I shall have to be fingerprinted in order to buy it, or worse, have to produce a little card that will be stamped and swiped to make sure I'm not buying too much wine (too much according to whom, I wonder?)
I know all too well how horrible it can be to live with alcoholics. That said, I don't believe that today's social drinkers are tomorrow's alcoholics... some people are happy social drinkers, some are horrible the moment a teaspoonful of Mateus Rose gets past their tonsils.
Some people love a drink. Some people don't. Some people, alas, live only to drink.
But I really don't appreciate some patronising claptrap telling me how to live my life.
The saddest thing is that the people who should be reading and listening to the message may no longer be able to see straight anyway....
