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I'm grumpy today so hopefully this question will cheer me up. These are not in order. I do not prioritise my love for wine over my love for my family. Though my father and my sister may disagree and laugh. 1- Tea I love tea. It's a cliché but it's one for a reason. I drink about 5 cups a day. My boyfriend would argue I drink about 2 with the amount I leave to go cold, but whatever. I also bought a unicorn mug the other day which basically makes tea taste better. My parents would love it if I stopped cramming their cupboards full of different flavoured teas I never drink, and flasks. My dad also "banned" me from any more "giant mugs" because they take up too much room. I've only got 2. He asks if I'd like a "bucket of tea". Now I've moved out, I am yet to take over my cupboard with oversized drinking vessels but my time will come. 2-  Wine, Vodka, Alcohol... Sorry, not sorry. I love a nice glass of red wine, or sweet rose and...

My other half had surprised me whilst I was on holiday in Cornwall, with a one day and night trip to Brighton. Double beach time? I was ecstatic. I met James from work at London bridge where we got our tickets to head to the seaside and settled down on a one hour train, in which we both ate leftover pizza and napped through. Which in my opinion is already a good start. During our journey on the train, James muttered "shit" under his breath, which is just what you want to hear on the way to your holidays. He had booked the hotel for the day after, and not the day we were actually in. Shit. I laughed at him because you know, men innit, and then we went in search of our hotel to see if we could rectify it. Brighton is very steep. Our hotel was mostly up a hill to the beach front which was too windy to get even close to. It's a lovely little pub with rooms above it and we were immediately welcomed by the owners. They didnt have a room for that night so they were kind ...

After arriving a little early, my boyfriend James and I pottered outside until it was about time to go in. We cautiously wondered down the stairs into a dark basement with thumping music. You would have never have guessed what was leading down the stairs from the simple sign outside. The atmosphere was electric. Everyone’s chats sounded like hums over the music and it was packed. We were seated to our table immediately where the manager greeted us and made us feel really welcome. With not much in the way of light, there were scattered candles everywhere and some main lights hovering over the bar, which the bar men swung every time a good song came on! We had a mug of popcorn and some water in between us on our table before we had our first order. Mine was a vanilla spring punch and James had a smoking barrel. My cocktail tasted amazing. The perfect amount of sour and sweet. I’m a big lover of sour and it really hit the spot. It is a vodka based cocktail with vanilla syrup. Ja...