I’ve never drunk water.
Not even when I was young and was thirsty playing. I’d drink milk, juice or ribena or nothing. In that order. Something about it seems neutral of all taste, a purely functional necessity for living.
Coffee however. I drink almost nothing else. Even at parties, I’ve started drinking rum coffee (black with sugar, lots of Sailor Jerry). At FRANK Water I drink a couple of cafetieres a day (white with sugar, generally Lavazza red label), which doesn’t seem that much over a day but it’s over the recommended and it does draw attention.
To mark World Water Week (1-7 Sept 2014), I’m going to drink nothing but water. Strangely, giving up alcohol doesn’t worry me too much. I’ve got a bit of a plan of occupying myself in the evenings to distract me. It’s only a week. Over Lent this year, Amy, my partner, gave up tea and sugar. 40 days (and 40 nights) – I’m doing 7. But I still have mild anxiety about it.
The first thing I’m going to do is make it a useful week’s experiment. I’m going to, within reason, keep a water diary. The UN recommends that people receiving development assistance are no more than 30 minutes walk from a hand pump. So I’m going to calculate how much water I would use in a week and then work out how many trips it would have taken me to carry that much water in a 20kg jerry-can from a UN pump to my house. And how long that would have taken me.
I’ll also be able to work out my water footprint. If there is such a thing. And from that, in some way, know a little more about how I’m impacting on the world.
Lastly, I’ll be highlighting some information about water and coffee. I feel like I should do the milk and sugar industries too but that may be for next time.