I love a G&T. Never buy it - it's been a tight year and I just don't buy treaty things for myself any more. But late October was my birthday and my lovely husband bought me a large bottle of Gordons, which I love.
Twice over the festive season I've had a couple of gins and tonic in the evening, and both times I've slept horribly, sweats and anxiety dreams all night, and woken up with that anxious feeling of dread.
I already can't eat bread, wheat, red wine, more than one glass of wine, too much sugar... I am the poster-child for peri-menopause and all that entails. And I just feel so bloody BETRAYED by gin.