Give it a rest

Inclusives are idleness incarnate but the stock in trade of the world of journalism. Things like: “During lock-in evenings, who hasn’t reached for their favourite tipple to provide some respite?”
    Well, me, actually. I have a glass of wine with dinner then there are lots of things to do and boozing is forgotten until the following evening. And most of my contacts are the same. When we have an evening conversation, neither ever sounds sloshed to the other.