Hello from a sunny Crowboough.
For me, the MS deal comes with an unreliable bladder, the uncontrollable anxiety when a toilet isn’t in sight and a direct correlation between liquid consumed and visits to the little room. This may explain my irritation at the way some people make such a ceremony out of drinking water in front of me. Of course, I know full well the benefits of adequate hydration but I still get irritated especially when I’m on a train enjoying a glass of wine. The wine is my treat for the whole choreography and logistics of planning and taking a long journey.
Steve, with a beer. (Mostly water!)