Drinks

I like water. Good water that is. Not like the water in Brasilia, which tastes like the tap's connected to a swimming pool. Not like the water we get in our flat, which just tastes wrong. Give me a good bottle of water, a glass that's run through a filter, from a good tasting tap or even straight from a mountain spring (yes, I've drunk water straight from the ground in the past) and I'll be happy. Give me bad tasting water and I won't want to touch it. Which is the case at our place.

So to avoid the taste of bad water I live on squash (sugar-free, of course). But Y doesn't like me doing it for some reason. Says it's not good for me (lets ignore the fact that when I'm at work I drink probably three litres of plain, good water).

So, we struck a deal. We bought a water filter in the hope that it would get me to drink more plain water. The only catch was that if we bought the filter, I would have to drink the water. The trouble is, the taste hasn't improved much. And I'm stuck drinking the water. But at least Y's happy.