My fiancee has just moved in with me. I have a problem: every time we go to a party, she gets stupidly drunk and then gets annoyed that I get upset. What can I do?
It’s like the snoring issue. The one who is causing the upset isn’t exactly compos mentis when they’re causing the trouble. So film it next time. When sober she can judge for herself. It reminds me of a song by The Enchanters, I Paid For The Party In Teardrops, a simmering southern soul number from Dave Godin’s Deep Soul Treasures, the brilliant collection from the southern soul collector and compiler. (“What a terrible cost/Look at the love that I’ve lost”).
Well, all is not lost yet. On watching your footage, she may agree with you and figure that, yes, she is indeed sailing too close to the wind (or two sheets to the wind). So now you can both devise a way of shortening the rigging to remain more in control at parties.
Eat before any party, limit cocktails to one and don’t mix (drinks, that is). Another cunning ruse is to always sit next to pot plants, where you can dispose of unwanted shots and sing along to Belle And Sebastian’s new, hard-partying electro single, The Party Line (“I am leaving people feeling worse than before”), and dream of a clear-headed morning.
If your party animal just won’t tame, well, you’ve got to jump in or jump out. If you want out, I suggest you throw a quilting party and play the old-time fiddle strains of Aunt Dinah’s Quilting Party by the Floyd County Ramblers (from Times Ain’t Like They Used To Be, on the Yazoo label). This may well see her heading out of your door and running for the hills, which is a result of sorts.
• Post your questions to Cerys below
