That’s F as in FAIL, although still a swear word to me.

I vowed not to drink for a week and FAILED spectacularly. 

This is how I did it…

  • AFC Wimbledon beat Luton on Saturday and made it back into the league
    Units consumed – 1/2. Variety – champagne.  Reasoning – 10 mins away from Rapture
  • Greek God(zilla) got a taste for the bubbles and popped out for two bottles of rosé
    Units consumed – 1. Variety – wine.  Reasoning – survived the end of the World 
  • Toddler threw plastic bus at my leg, left bruise. Also tantrumed in park/bed/cafe/kitchen
    Units consumed – 1. Variety – wine.  Reasoning – just been hit by a bus
  • Childcare emergency resolved after much panicking (me), a severe attack of the working mother guilts (me again) and tears (mine)
    Units consumed – 2. Variety – wine.  Reasoning – none really but as I’d already blown it, another glass didn’t seem like too much of a big deal

Let’s face it, I was never going to make a dent in the pile of ironing though or watch the boxsets or de-clutter the toy boxes.  I did, however, manage to play Shoot, ‘Date’, Marry during an episode of Eastenders (by myself as hubby was being a spoilsport) 

Round One




Round Two



Meh... marry


I’ve let you all down, dear Grenglish readers, but most of all I’ve let myself down 🙁



  1. Noo
    May 24, 2011 / 3:58 PM

    Sweetie – I can forgive your failure to give up booze – its tough! But your second named ‘date’ is a whole different thing – you can’t be serious!

    • Grenglish
      May 24, 2011 / 3:59 PM

      like you wouldn’t!

  2. richmondmummy
    May 24, 2011 / 8:22 PM

    Well, fail you may well have done, but let’s face it – it was an ambitious challenge you set yourself and the alternatives to boozing didn’t sound like much fun. I gave up alcohol once (apart from during pregnancy, when I of course also gave up the booze) for lent – dullest 40 days and 40 nights of my life. Never again.

    • Grenglish
      May 25, 2011 / 5:22 AM

      To be honest, I don’t know what I was even thinking in the first place! 40 days – good grief. That doesn’t sound like any fun at all!

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