As blogged earlier this was going to be a series of nostalgic trips down memory lane, my first memory of an alcoholic drink where I consciously fixed myself a drink was at the school holidays of between Form Three and Form Four, it was a hot afternoon and we were in Nairobi. My Dad had some whiskey in the house, I am not sure whether it was Bell or Teachers but it was good whiskey. I fixed myself this drink and did not so much have a blackout but went to sit outside in the sun at two p.m. in the afternoon now for those who know Kenya in December, that is not a good time for sitting in the sun. I read the clouds and was quite drunk.

Now I am not claiming that my Dad is a connoisseur of alcoholic drinks (I mean this is a man who drank expensive brandy with milk!!! ) but the silly me diluted his whiskey with water to keep it at the level of where I had found it. Questions were asked and the culprit was named and the worst part was my Dad laughing at me that I thought he was so stupid and would not know that some Juvenile Delinquent would tamper with his drink…….

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