So… had a few health scares in the past few months, turn 50 this year and I’m not as active as I once was. I still walk miles every week but don’t play footy etc anymore. I’ve had to make some life changes for the better, which I dint really mind tbh, I’ve always been fairly fit and in good health so will do what’s required to maintain that … BUT !!! ….. I do enjoy a beer on the weekend if I’m not working…. Used to go out most Friday evenings but haven’t done that in about 18 months now so I usually get a box of cans from Tesco and relax on my sofa having a couple of tins … but tonight … ffs… I’ve been to the docs a couple of times this week and been put on a few different meds… nothing major but just a couple of things to help. Anyhow, Friday night innit … I fancied a beer or two so bought a box earlier…. Honestly my mrs has watched me like a hawk since I cracked a beer at 9pm tonight… tutting and huffing and puffing… counting how many tins I’ve had ffs … is this life going forward now ?? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not arsed if I don’t have a beer again , but getting counted by the glass … kill me now ffs