Spain’s relaxed nature towards its lifestyle, including alcohol, is terrifying to the sober daughter of an alcoholic.
To have a childhood coloured by the not-so-parental parent my mother became when she drank has tainted my adult relationships with both alcohol itself and those who drink it.
At around eight, I taught myself to sneak wine…
A screech of, “GET ME IN THAT FUCKEN POOL!” rattles the oven air. Through the haze of red wine fumes baking off my body and the pain of sticky thongs rubbing on sweating, fluid-filled feet, I see the heavenly azure expanse that is the pool and quicken my hobble towards it.
My friend Ebony and…