Shame about poor old Gazza isn't it? He had sixteen years of high earnings, public adolation, first class travel & hotels paid for by his clubs, and all the benefits and trappings of a superstar. Yeah, bloody shame. Alcoholism is an illness I know, usually fatal, and often can bring misery to the alcoholic and his friends and family. One glass is one too many and a dozen are never enough. There is only one person who can truly help the addicted, and that is the person themselves. Needs resolve and every day must be taken as a new challenge.
That reminds me of the two Irishmen who walked past a pub............well, it could happen.
I once saw a tee shirt with the following on it: BEER - Helping ugly people have sex since 1865.
Here in Spain we have an abundant selection of really good wines to choose from. However, once in an English bar in Fuengirola the wine tasted like a urine sample from someone gravely ill.
Brendan Behan once saw a sign that said, 'Drink Canada Dry', so for the rest of his short life he tried. He reckoned he wasn't drunk if he could lie on the floor without holding on. In his early life he fell in love with a beautiful woman who, he said, drove him to drink. He tried very hard to find her again to thank her but never could. In his later life he never drank anything stronger than Gin before breakfast. He said he only drank twice a day - when he was thirsty, and when he wasn't.
Hangover: The Wrath of Grapes.
I came home last night to find someone had parked in my drive! I wrote them a polite message not to park in my drive again.......using a six inch nail on their bonnet.
That reminds me of when one day I was getting into my car in the Myramar car park. A guy came up to me and asked, "Would you give me a lift?" I replied, "Sure mate. You're really handsome, your hair looks fantastic, I've never seen such white teeth, or snazzy clothes. How's that?"