Dunno why, but on my last visit in England all i saw was guys and lads drinking non stop..I know it happens everywhere..but why?Makes them feel important?? haven't they heard about cirrose??
2007-02-01 05:04:34 · 6 answers · asked by Isolde 2 in Society & Culture ➔ Other - Society & Culture
I think it's a social and cultural thing. Why does it bother you? Live and let live. Just watch your own alcohol consumption.
2007-02-01 05:07:42 · answer #1 · answered by true blue 6 · 1⤊ 1⤋
It's a social thing. People are not generally aware of the quantity they are consuming. I don't pay attention to it. It tastes good and it feels good to get a nice buzz going. If you don't drink, good for you. Not everyone drinks to obliteration though some do. Those will be the ones that wind up in trouble. Generally as people get older the drinking slows as well. Until then.....Cheers!
2007-02-01 05:10:56 · answer #2 · answered by major b 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
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2007-02-03 05:59:25 · answer #3 · answered by Steve 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It's the weather you see.. If we didn't drink we'd all be depressed and move to Australia..
Nothing to do with feeling important.. It's a culture thing now anyhoo..
cirrose *shrugs*
2007-02-01 05:10:42 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
as a former brit i agree that it is a national passtime there they dont even realise they have a problem!
2007-02-01 05:08:50 · answer #5 · answered by revdauphinee 4 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Every country has theri faults,
The british just THINK they don't
2007-02-01 05:08:23 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 1⤋