Category: Alice Vie

I Love You Daddy

Mornings are quiet Uncomfortably soBut afternoon drinksthey start the show By evening, the voice is bossy and loud‘I love you girl; you make me proud’. And later, the slurring, and uneven feet Next day, no memory, just rinse and repeat.  Day one, two and even threeEach morning more quiet, self-defeat I love you daddy but your hands they shakeI feel

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Mummy Juice

Pink whistle

About a year or two ago, the book club I’m part of chose the book ‘Why Mummy Drinks’, by Gill Sims. I borrowed it from another woman and read about two chapters before thinking what a load of tripe and put it down. And it wasn’t because I was going to stop drinking anytime soon.  And

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