Twelve weeks dry and feeling superhuman

'm going to say something now and you're not going to like it. I haven't had a drink for 12 weeks and I feel superhuman.

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What may well turn out to be my “never again” moment was one sunny Sunday in April, a beautiful spring day ruined by an appalling hangover caused by a laughably small number of drinks the night before.

We used to knock that much back at what they called “prinks” before we went “out out”. A few weeks into this dry spell and strange things started to happen. Mental clarity, light mood, energy and a few extra quid at the end of the month. And that’s just the edited highlights.