Twenty-year-old Laura Hall from Bromsgrove in Worcestershire, has become the first woman—nay—person to be banned from drinking everywhere within England or Wales. Hall was issued a Drinking Banning Order, which restricts her from going into any bar, club, or any drinking establishment whatsoever. She’s also not allowed to buy adult beverages, carry unsealed containers containing such adult refreshment, or drink in public. She’s been convicted multiple times of drinking-related disturbances, as well as flouting previous bans on local drinking. The order to stop drinking, which also forces her to take a course to tackle her drinking problem,...
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Things I Drink And So Should You: Lager
There’s something about springtime that compels me to remember my youth. It’s remarkably hackneyed to have these remembrances, and I try to shove them off, knowing that they’re empty, knowing that they’re shells of memories that ought to be tinged with a sadness of what’s been lost. In the end, I fight off that urge to remember the whole and embrace the part that my mind asks me to recapture. I throw off the fringes of the memory that taint the innocence of the image I hold in my head. I remember Sunday mornings with my mother,...
Continue reading...Things I Drink And So Should You: The Manhattan
As this is posted, yours truly will be about to board the world’s greatest conveyance: the train. When you ride in a car, especially if you’re driving — and I always am, since I’m a control freak* — you’re worried about the car in the lane next to you, or the one oncoming, or the deer/pedestrian/deer-pedestrian about to veer into your path. In a plane, you never have the feeling of traveling, but rather of being transported from one location to another, without ever having had any interaction with the miles between. I hate that. I love...
Continue reading...Things I Drink And So Should You: The Charles River Highball
It is Easter weekend, which is about the busiest my calendar gets every year. I have hardly had time to breathe this week, let alone read this blog, never mind contribute. The craziness of my schedule has even prevented me from doing that which I love most: watch sports and drink. And that all ends Sunday afternoon. Every Easter, I throw a Resurrection Barbecue, where we throw some ham on the grill, dressed in our Sunday best, drinking beer and, more importantly, breaking out the greatest summer drink you\’ve never had: The Charles River Highball. The Charles...
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