Related Posts:I've been fighting this by corresponding with the wowser MPs and blogging on it since Nanny Lees-Galloway's private members bill was drawn.
Mrs H and I love eating out. Once a week at least when we're living in the Marlborough wine district. The winery restaurants are our haven. I nearly always have the equivalent of a handle of beer, and then half a bottle of wine with an hour meal: I suspect that puts me over the new limit.
Another nail in the coffin of rural hospitality, because a meal without wine is called a takeaway: not interested. We'll just stay at home, which Nanny state is turning slowly into our prison.
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