Words coming back to taunt me

Oh, the irony of it all! Here I am, having written two posts on my blog arguing against the Dry January campaign, and writing "Don't forget pubs are for January too!" under my header, and what happens? I've gone dry on doctor's orders anyway as he's placed me on antibiotics for a vicious cold-like infection that has lasted for about four months. To be honest, I've not actually enjoyed a pint very much since well before Christmas anyway, as my taste buds have been affected. Even worse, I don't even feel like one, which are words I never thought I'd type here.

The infection has affected my singing too. Coughing and nasal congestion do contribute to the quality of your voice, but not in any positive way, so I've done very little singing in recent weeks. This is all bad news for the writer of a beer and music blog, not to mention CAMRA magazine editor, as work on that has fallen behind while I've felt under the weather.

The course is only for five days, fortunately. Sunday's my first day off the medicine, so I'll see how I feel about drinking (and singing) then.

I'll still be running my acoustic song session in the Lion in Liverpool on Thursday evening, although in rare situations like this I do struggle to find a soft drink that I can put up with, as most are too sickly sweet for me. I wonder whether the Lion does tea in the evening.