(Picture: Getty)Spill it is a series where we get people to anonymously tell us about their drinking habits.
We’re talking to men and women from all over the UK (unless anyone volunteers from abroad in which case we’re going international) about how much they really drink.
Not how much they tell their doctor they drink, or a rough guesstimate – but the unvarnished boozy truth.
This week we’re hearing from Hannah, a 29-year-old marketeer from Zurich (international Spill It!)
I met my boyfriend and his friend in the city he works in (halfway through my two-hour commute), so had a very expensive cider in a ‘British’ pub.
I drank a can of lager on the train home, then three glass of prosecco at home before I fell asleep.
My boyfriend and his friend stayed up another couple hours with beers, but I was done.
I have a two-hour commute each way until we move in a couple months and that plus work really takes it out if me.
We went to the lake and then to a waterfall to fly the friend’s drone. Quite fun.
I know my boyfriend wants one now, though I did not think about having to consider the airspace.
When we came back I had a can of cider as we got everything ready for Raclette. I love Raclette. It’s the best thing about Switzerland.
During and after dinner (which lasted hours) I had a bottle of Prosecco, then some water, before going to bed at about 11.30 pm.
The friend was flying home that evening, and my boyfriend was flying to London for a week for work.
I took them both to the airport. I got back to the apartment at about 6.30 pm.
I had the last can of cider, but I was feeling pretty low at the prospect of a week on my own, so I only drank water after that. I played Spyro, messaged my boyfriend, and went to bed.
Finally managed to hand in my permit application for living here. I needed a job first. Even though the city with the office of migration in is only 20 minuted away, it took three hours. When I got back I did a lot of work (home office) then felt a bit low.
I made myself an espresso martini (which became almost two because I put too many shots in the cocktail shaker). Then I made myself my ultimate comfort food: baked potato with cheese and beans.
Only Switzerland just does not do big potatoes, so I had to use three little ones. I wondered about four, but that’s just greedy. I had a glass of Prosecco.
I fully intended not to drink at all for the rest of this week, but I had a fair amount of creative writing to do today and I just couldn’t feel creative at all, so I had a beer.
Then I had half a cider, before I vomited everywhere. Food poisoning. I never want to see soup again. That was the worst night of my life.
I slept most the day.
Only drank water and peppermint tea. I was still getting stomach cramps.
My boyfriend wasn’t geting back until Friday and suffering alone is so much harder.
I was in bed all day. This is not really a typical week.
Still only on water, though now I ate almost a whole slice of dry bread. I lost 6kg on Tuesday night. I’m kind of glad no one was there to see me groaning in the shower so I didn’t have to switch which end was pointing at the toilet.
And now the food poisoning cramps are almost gone, the period cramps are coming in. Perfect.
I managed to meet my boyfriend at the airport, but I was still was really not up to anything. We went home, where he cooked me a really nice dinner that I struggled to eat, and then I went back to bed.
NHS recommended units: 14
Hannah drank: 26.1 units
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