Was reminded of the time friends and I went to an open air concert. You weren't allowed to take in alcohol so I decanted a large jug of Pimms into an empty Tizer bottle. We had a lovely time at the concert, enjoyed the Tizer but it didnt get finished. Next morning, I am a little fuzzy-headed when youngest son, around eight at the time, comes into the bedroom to complain that the Tizer, which he has finished off, did not taste right and he is feeling a bit strange. Eeeek!