The daily ongoings of a mad Welsh woman living in Scotland.
The first time I got drunk, I was three years old. I apparently drained all the brandy glasses at my parents' party. They thought it was hilarious - can you imagine now a days? Someone would call social services for sure! BTW, you are tagged on my blog so that will give you something else to write about!
I'm loving the post-a-day. I don't think i'd be able to find something to post every day.X x
Wow.... you have such a style of holding a glass even at that young and inoccent age... lolI always assumed babycham was for babies... we were always allowed to drink at home as children... and to be honest it wasn't a thrill when I went out on the town... I still had some corking hangovers but they wern't due to an inability to hold my drink... I was just trying to drown myself and my sorrows in white cider! ;Dnever shall I tire of a post a day! im ready... bring it on! lolxxx
ha ha that is a brill photo. I got drunk sneaking my Grandmas snowballs at Christmas - remember them ? - when I was 5 :)Twiggy x
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