I'm afraid to say that my abstinence from coffee has already come to an end. I just couldn't help it - the urge to have a brew or two was just too much. It didn't seem to affect my sleep, though, so I suppose it's okay - one or two quick pick-me-ups during the day can't hurt. I suppose you could say I gave in, but what the hey. Mind you, that certainly won't be the case with alcohol: I'm quite proud to say that I've not touched a drop of drink for eight or nine months, and feel so much better for it. Thus, while I gave in to caffeine, beer is another situation altogether. Whereas a coffee with friends in the park is quite civilised, there's nothing civil about rolling home drunk.
Back on the brew