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I just knew when I posted the first part of this the other day I would remember some more alcohol related episodes in my past.\u00a0 So here I go again, if you missed the first one of these just scroll down the page to Friday the 17th November.<\/p>\n
As a child I was raised to respect alcohol by my liberal minded parents.\u00a0 We always drank wine with our Sunday lunch and celebrated special occasions with alcohol.\u00a0 Don’t get me wrong they did not let me partake too much but I came very close on many occasion when they weren’t watching the bottle.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n
One such event happened on New Years Eve when I was about eleven or twelve years old.\u00a0 My father was away I recall, either for work of family reasons, not sure which.\u00a0 But both my mother and I were in the house on our own on this particular eve.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The clock approached the hour of midnight and I was trying hard not to fall asleep whilst laying on the sofa watching the revelry and partying taking place on television as was the tradition.\u00a0 There has always been a Hogmanay show on television for as long as I remember.\u00a0 The earliest ones were hosted by Andy Williams I think.\u00a0 Is he still alive?<\/p>\n
Anyway.\u00a0 The clock struck twelve and everyone on the television raised their glasses to us the viewing public and wished a “Happy New Year”.\u00a0 Most of the people on the show must have been well stewed by the time 12 o clock came round as the show usually started about 10 o clock and probably continued well in to the “wee hours”.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n
My mother disappeared off in to the kitchen and returned just as the last chime rang out from Big Ben.\u00a0 She was clutching the largest bottle of Champagne I had ever seen.\u00a0 It looked like we were having the whole neighbourhood round for a celebratory drink.\u00a0 “Your dad left us this to bring in the New Year”, she smiled at me.\u00a0 “Wow”, I replied in a mesmerised voice.\u00a0 It was the largest bottle of Champagne I had ever seen.\u00a0 Did I tell you that already?\u00a0 Lol.<\/p>\n
She popped the cork which hit the ceiling and made a lovely dint which we all pointed at for the next few months reminiscing (you will find out why in a moment, be patient!) until the day dad relented to mum’s demand, filling the dent and repainting the ceiling.\u00a0 There are only so many times you can point up at the ceiling and make fun of Suze\u2026<\/p>\n
Got you all wondering why now, haven’t I?\u2026<\/p>\n
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\n\u2026Ok, I give in.\u00a0 Whilst mum was pouring the first glass the telephone rang.\u00a0 It was my father calling to wish us both a Happy New Year.\u00a0 “Suze, come and wish your dad a Happy New Year”, mum called out from the phone.\u00a0 I went to the telephone and wished him rather begrudgingly as I recall, Happy New Year, through gritted teeth.\u00a0 I was both angry and upset that he couldn’t be with us on this of all evenings.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blew a kiss to him down the receiver and left my mother talking to him.\u00a0 Meanwhile there was some Champagne waiting for me in the lounge.\u00a0 The first glass went down a little slow, the bubbles and the taste I guess.\u00a0 One has to acquire a taste for the good stuff.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00\u00a0 This meant I had to pour another just to see if the taste was beginning to grown on me.\u00a0 It did and this prompted me to pour another and another and\u2026<\/p>\n
You can guess the rest.\u00a0 My mother returned from her phone call and I was as pissed as a fart.\u00a0 I think she guessed I was drunk quite quickly, as I was dancing to bagpipe music.\u00a0 Not my normal choice of music to get down to.\u00a0 “Have you been drinking this while I have been gone?”, she asked as she picked up the bottle to check out just how many times I had celebrated on my own.<\/p>\n
I’m not sure how much I had but it felt great.\u00a0 I had boundless energy and felt like I was walking on clouds.\u00a0 My dancing eventually stopped and things began to slow down after mum took the bottle away from me.\u00a0 Climbing the stairs to bed was hilarious I remember to this day laughing like an idiot all the way up and in to bed.\u00a0 Not so the next morning.\u00a0 I had a stonking great headache and stayed in bed until I felt better.\u00a0 Mid afternoon I think.<\/p>\n
There are more tales to tell do you want to hear them?\u00a0 I may have to make this in to a mini series.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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