Because today, I have.
there is generally a bottle of red on the go in the fridge which gets thrown into cooking stuff and a bottle of white that is nipped at through the week, and an emergency bottle of fizz for unexpected celebrations.
There may well be a couple of random beers/ciders in the drawer at the bottom.
Today, I clipped the car, DC1 smashed my best trifle dish, the dick neighbours returned from holidays and gave out about the hedge which is their fecking problem and then the iron blew up. Up. Bang.
I’ve finished the bottle. Fuck it. AIBU?