Spill It: What a 31 year old in the food industry drinks in a week

Spill it is the series where we get people to anonymously tell us about their drinking habits.

We’re talking to men and women from all over the UK – and other parts of the world – about how much they really drink. Not how much they tell their doctor they drink, or a rough guesstimate, but the unvarnished boozy truth.

This week we’re hearing from Gina (not her real name) who is a 31-year-old working in the food industry in London.

Friday

It feels like I’ve barely been in the office as I’ve been away with work a lot, and have just come back from an amazing shoot. I feel really good about it, but super tired.

Tonight, my boyfriend and I made a pact to both be at home together, but I ended up inviting my friend’s over for dinner. He doesn’t mind as we are all good friends. I cook an easy Nigella pasta recipe with a Caprese salad. My friends are both driving so they only have a glass. My boyfriend and I share a bottle of red and we all sit down to watch Love Island.

Units: 5 

Saturday

I feel fresh this morning. I can drink quite a lot because of my job, so there was no hangover. I go to an 8.30am gym class while my boyfriend goes for a run. We get back and have dippy eggs and soldiers and a latte.

I log on and do a bit of work for a few hours, before the Ocado order arrives. We both tidy the flat and then my boyfriend drops me to the station so I can head to Brighton to meet my friend’s newborn baby.

I have a pre-dinner G&T in the pub, before heading for an early dinner at a Mexican place. Naturally I go for a margarita, and end up having three, and have found that I can definitely multitask, holding the baby in one hand and the marg in the other.

I’m home before 9.30. My boyfriend has a couple of mates over and they’re playing FIFA, so I join them on the sofa. I have a couple more glasses of red, too. We all went to school together so I’ve known the boys for years. I’m a bit tipsy, but feel fine. I’m in bed asleep before midnight.

Units: 9

Sunday

My boyfriend’s up much earlier than me and when I wake about 9.30am I can hear him listening to the radio in the living room. I get up and make us both breakfast, and a big chickpea salad I saw Melissa Hemsley post on her Instagram.

I head to the shops and buy a few dresses from Zara, then drop into my parents on the way home. I bring my dirty bed sheets with me because they have a tumble dryer and it’s so much easier to use. My dad makes me some Greek salad for lunch and it is so tasty.

They’ve turned the hot water off in my building because of a leak so I head to the gym and work out for an hour before using the showers.

Back at home, my boyfriend has put a roast chicken in the oven, and we sit down to watch the Women’s World Cup. I don’t usually drink alcohol on a Sunday, so it’s water for me.

Units: 0

Monday

Tonight, I’m at a very fancy event. I’ve been excited to go to this all week as there will be some well-known industry people there.

It’s absolutely tipping it down so they’ve moved a lot of the event inside, but it’s amazing, and I can’t believe how many well-known and well-respected faces I can see.

There’s a lot of drinks offerings here, and I make the mistake of mixing – espresso martini, followed by Champagne, then a lot of wine. An after-party followed, and I lose track of time and before I know it it’s the early hours of the morning and I have work in the AM. I say bye to friends and grab a cab… I’m going to regret this.

Units: 16

Tuesday

I wake up feeling absolutely awful. Thankfully I’m working from home, and I attempt to make myself some eggs and a coffee, but can’t really stomach it.

I do work on my laptop in bed, and start feeling a bit better. I make lots of pasta and cheese and spend my lunch break taking a power nap. I wake up feeling even worse, with the world’s worst migraine – the muggy weather doesn’t help either. I end up logging off for the day, I’d worked over the weekend so I don’t feel too guilty, and I sleep until about 5pm.

My boyfriend gets home that evening and I make us a basic dinner of prawns and roast veggies, the hangover finally disappears at about 9pm. Won’t be making that mistake again (she says).

Units: 0

Wednesday

Woken up, and I feel exhausted. Christ, I’m getting too old for this, and Monday events are NEVER good. But I remind myself that it’s a rare thing, and it was a really great night.

My beer fear is still lingering, and I remember it’s my least favourite part of drinking. I work in a very male-dominated environment, and as a young woman, I have to make sure I look after myself. I remember having a really deep conversation with a male colleague about our lives and I’m now cringing.

I text my friend who was there and she reassures me that it was all fine and I didn’t embarrass myself.

Work was very non-eventful, but when I get home I make myself go to the gym to burn off that anxious energy. I feel a bit better but I’m still chatting to people on WhatsApp about Monday’s after party and it’s winding me up.

Watch Love Island. Go to bed.

Units: 0

Thursday

I’m starting to feel back to normal again now. Today was pretty uneventful. But I make it home for a gym class and I make myself a fridge dinner – a bit like Ready, Steady, Cook, trying to conjure up something with the remains of my fridge.

My boyfriend is out so I finish watching Dead to Me on Netflix – I LOVE IT.

Units: 0

Friday

It’s FRIDAY! Tonight, I’m off to see the Spice Girls at Wembley. My friend’s company has a box, so I tag along as her plus one. They’d kindly put on a buffet and free booze, so I snacked on nachos and drank rosé wine out of a plastic flute – because, why not?

The Spice Girls were of course amazing, and I even Facetimed by mum to seeing “mama I love you” down the phone to her.

Getting the Tube home was a nightmare, and there were so many girls being sick down Wembley Way from the booze. I thanked myself for not getting into that state. I’m actually really luck that I don’t lose control like that – the thought of being sick in public feels me with dread.

Units: 10

Weekly units: 40

NHS recommended units: 14

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