Those of you who know me in real life know that I can be pretty wild. I know I’m considered an extrovert, like a drink or two, and have always been one of the last ones standing on a night out. I pretty much lived by ‘Go Hard or Go Home’. That is, until recently.
As some of you may know, I used to work in a restaurant. Scratch that, I used to live, breath and work a restaurant. I was there at least 5 days a week for a minimum of 52 hours a week, and said restaurant was 45 mins away from Cheltenham. On top of that I would go clubbing at least once a week (normally twice), see my friends at the pub at least once a Read More »