BOOZE

very few swedes smoke but many working class blokes snuz..like a chewing tobacco..even the wife does it lol..she's heavly addicted to the cack..she runs out and all hell breaks loose

Had one myself last night, but it’s low alc and low cal.

Nobody needs booze, but I do enjoy a drink. Don't like being totally pissed though, not done that for maybe twenty years!

Seems I've developed an intolerance to alcohol now, so I'll have to avoid it completely. Bummer!!

yep as we get older boozing hits us harder..
in the end my body was telling me enough is enough.
my back pains stopped over night aswell.
i'll get back on the booze when i retire..as long as both me boys are all sorted and want no more from me then it's full gas..i'll be living in spain then so will be easier

No it's all Polish beer round here. I asked the bloke in the off-licence if the local Poles bought much of it and he says no, they all drink Stella.


Don't think I've ever had a Swedish beer.

I know some larger girls.

Sod the pair of you, just my inability to spell. 

I stopped drinking New Years eve last. Not touched a drop since & have no desire to.

killer that shite is
over 6 years not touched a drop
not had a day off sick since..can do 14 hour days without a problem..

I've never drunk very much, and for several years drank no alcohol at all. These days I average three pints a week, but not every week, and the occasional bottle of wine, which takes three of us a couple of days to get through. We also have an unopened litre bottle of Smirnoff we bought three Christmases ago.

My father used to drink whisky like it was lemonade once he retired. He must have been half-pissed for most of the last 15 years or so of his life.

Yep. One job I had in That London, the boss would march us over to the pub every lunchtime without fail. He'd have a few pints of Guinness, while I slowly drank a pint of bitter. Non-attendance wasn't an option. By the time I retired, lunchtime drinking was a no-no, apart from leaving do's.

When my brother worked on Merseyside, the drinking culture was at its height. He developed a tremor in one hand, and went to the doctor's. The doctor asked him how much he drank. 'Maybe ten pints' my brother replied. 'Is that ten pints a week?' the doctor asked. 'Oh no, that's ten pints a day' said my brother. 'Just weekdays though, weekends it's more like fifteen pints a day.' The doctor told him it was the onset of delirium tremens, and suggested he cut down a bit. Shortly after that my brother got engaged, and was off the booze completely.