Towards the end of winter I usually find things a little stale. During the colder months I seem to get stuck in the same routine – work Monday to Friday; drink Saturday to Sunday. Unfortunately I don’t have the money for a tropical escape, or the drive to change careers, so I decided to branch out in the alcohol department. This weekend I handed everything over to creativity. Instead of my habitual selection of beer, the most interesting beverage would take preference. I bought a bottle of brandy in the shape of Venus de Milo. I was pretty excited with the purchase – this was just the kind of mix-up I needed. I sat back, took a sip from the glass, and contemplated human inclination towards repetitive routine. I saw the whole concept in a completely new light. I realised exactly why I lean towards the regular purchase of a familiar lager. It’s because I know I’ll enjoy it. Brandy tastes like shit.