For immoderate me, “www” meant work, wine and women. So at the age of 74 (and counting), I work a 12-14 hour day, because the alternative would be drink. I was told by a Greek doctor: “If you drink, your life expectancy is between one day and six months – you choose.” It was the best advice I ever got, because it was a gun to the head. The day my granddaughter was stillborn, or the day my closest friend told me his cancer was terminal, were times when the urge to drink was almost inescapable. To which we could add “dipsofilia” (someone who loves drink), which is where I would place myself on the spectrum.

Source: The Irish Times February 14, 2024 21:45 UTC