I was 13 when I learned that alcohol could be a dark and dangerous thing.Some context - I grew up around social drinking - it was not a big deal and today I love great red wine. But there is one drink I cannot tolerate the smell of and that is gin.My memory of the day is as clear as a bell. My mother and I went to visit my grandmother for lunch – this was a year after my grandfather had died. My grandmother was a brilliant woman, Cambridge [...]