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There's always an excuse. Bad day at work. Good day at work. It's the weekend. It's nearly the weekend. The kids are in bed. The list is almost endless. Breaking the mental link as alcohol as a reward is probably key.

I always had Macca Pakka as a pot head. No-one finds stones *that* interesting unless they've had a puff. The guy who drives the Ninky nonk has clearly dropped an E. Upsy Daisey definitely likes a G&T.

The odd thing is I can do this if I'm in the right mindset. Dad's taxi's and Open Water swimming in the summer are two things I do regularly that don't sit well with drinking for obvious reasons. I either don't drink or go depending on the circumstances. The trouble is when I'm in drinking mode...

I suppose my point is that's a good week and I'm over 4 times over the recommended limit for the week. I dread to think what a bad week is. More or less anyone who I get on with likes a pint. Even those that are exercise centric still like a pint and we will end up in the boozer after swimming...

I think why the program last night resonates is that a lot of us can relate to it. I'm not doing dry January - it's too depressing a month for that - but considered last week relatively light in the grand scheme of things in terms of alcohol. Over the week I had 5 X pints of San Miguel, 4...