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Why I’m ending my love affair with wine…

I love my Sauvignon Blanc. Really love it. It has to be Marlborough and chilled and in a gorgeous glass, but I can’t live without it. Occasionally we fall out, mainly if I wake up with a humdinger of a hangover or a fuzzy brain, or to discover I’ve had a ridiculous text argument with a friend. And I’ll give myself a stern talking to and plan to cut down. I’ll only drink at weekends, or every other day, or on special social occasions. And never…