Wednesday, 1 January 2014




Drink because you enjoy it, drink because you want to be with friends; drink with travellers who turn up in your pub, eager to know what the local beer tastes like; drink because you accept and enjoy the song of nature, the watery sky of January, the clear piping sound of bird song in January, the placid waters of life’s quiet moments, the end of the busy day; drink because Phlebas the Phoenician has been a fortnight dead; drink because you thought that death had not undone so many; drink because all’s well that ends well, because in the morning the school of well-being will open its doors, and when it rains you can forget about the rain and carry on drinking; drink on the idle of hill of summer, warm and drowsy, ready to range the world, drink for god’s sake; drink for the wintery haw is burning out of season and you must drink; drink, imbibe, swallow, but all the time enjoy.

Drink: not because people tell you to but drink because you want to.

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