I couldn’t wait to start drinking, I had been brought up, like most, with the midset that to finally be able to drink meant you was a grown up – How exciting!! To at long last be able to have something which was forbidden for so long. Well, full disclosure here, I was allowed as a “treat” at Christmas a good old sweet tasting snowball was permitted with dinner, for those who have never experienced one of these it consisted of advocat, lemonade and a drop of lime, more of an alcopop than alcohol don’t you think? Then of course there was the fifteen year old obligatory getting smashed session…