ANNABEL FENWICK ELLIOTT

It’s been more than five weeks since I’ve been in lockdown, and not a single day without a drink. Truth be told, in any scenario, I don’t do ‘single’ drinks. Two glasses of wine is my minimum. 

I live with a friend who is aligned with me on this front, so each evening we open a nice bottle to accompany dinner. Never once, in all the time we’ve been under the same roof, have we found need to put the cork back in before retiring to bed.

Which is to say that I definitely consume half a bottle a night, which is five units, which is double what the NHS deems to be acceptable for a woman.

I’m probably not alone in this. Indeed, it is so very British that even in a global pandemic, when our borders are sealed and everything from restaurants to churches have been shut down, that off-licences are still deemed ‘essential’  [ . . . ]