It’s a standing joke with James and I that one of the first impressions he had of me was that I drank A LOT of diet drinks and he was right. He came to pick me up for our first date and before I even opened the door to him he had spotted my recycling box over flowing with cans of the offending drink.  I’m not really sure how my addiction, yes I really do think it was an addiction, started. My memories of loving sugary fizzy drinks goes right back. They were always a treat, sipping cherryade made in…

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