I didn’t believe it would ever happen either. And I’m not sure it’ll ever happen again. You know when you’re on holiday, and you’re feeling the vibe of your new temporary home. You’re chilled. You’re content with yourself as a being. You see a beautiful, billowing, bold dress at a market stall, and you think Yes! This is who I am now. I’ll buy this dress, and I’ll wear it with pride when I get home, and everyone will see the person I’ve become. And then it sits in your cupboard for years, until you throw it out with a grimace, chiding yourself for being so naive.

This, was a little bit like that. I visited Bali over Christmas, and it was incredible. Sitting by the pool in the glorious Indonesian sun, I discovered Bintang. Grapefruit Bintang to be precise. I became a beer drinker. I even upgraded to regular Bintang, in half litre bottles. I felt like an adult. I had achieved one of my goals. I was winning.

But, as with your stylish dress, when I got back home, and tried being a beer drinker, it just didn’t fit right. It tasted awful. I felt uncomfortable. The smell, the taste. All of it awful. So I’ve gone back to my old faithful, gin & tonic. Tried, tested & loved.

Here’s to the next holiday where I can become, once again, a beer guzzler. Just like I’ve always wanted…