Many a moon ago, I used to work in TV advertising. It was a career I fell into after telling the careers advisor I "wanted to be in TV". This was at a time when the Dani Behr fronted programme "The Word" was the epitome of cool and I wanted Dani Behr's job. They somehow wangled me an interview at a Pan-European TV sports station and despite not knowing how to turn a computer on, I managed to blag my way into the job. It was quite simply, the best move I could have done.
Whilst my friends were getting largered up at Uni's across the Country, I was swanning business class across Europe and dining in London's finest restaurants on never ending expense accounts. I had a good thing going, I was earning a decent salary doing a job I loved and it seemed to love me as I progressed up the career ladder like a ferret up a pair of trousers - quickly.
We became known as the IPG's and several of us would stay out drinking to 4am - champagne, cocktails, shots, you name it, we would drink it. We would then crash at someone's pad and get up and go to work the next day on nothing but a bacon sarnie and a builders cup of tea, feeling slightly jaded but ready to go out again in a few hours time. I quite literally lived on champagne and canapes for a decade.
Since having the kids I have had to become more focussed on nutrition which I have embraced and the girl who lived on canapes is now not bad in the kitchen - I LOVE cooking from scratch and am self taught. As anyone with children knows, hangovers and kids are not a good combination and so, for the last 7 years, I have gotten to the stage where I rarely drink.
We probably share a bottle of wine a few times a week and I am usually tucked up in bed by 11pm (oh so rock and roll). The thing I have noticed though is my tolerance to alcphol is absolutely pants. I quite literally have 1 glass of wine and it goes to my head. 3 and I am legless....so, what I want to know is, do we all lose our drinking boots as we get older???
Please vote for an ex IPG here!