Not being a fan of water, but recognising that 5 hours on the road in a mobile greenhouse when it's 28c outside necessitates several slurps of the stuff, I was chuffed when Mrs M gave me one of these pocket size cartons of juice that you add to your water bottle.
A quick squirt transforms boring water into a delicious fruity drink that's good for you.
I think I have drank alcohol twice pre-9am in my life, once at Birmingham airport before a flight to Majorca, the other a more serious affair featuring a depressed young chap and several cans of Special Brew. I must add I was not the depressed young chap, but I was very young and I cannot imagine how I drank that muck at 8am. In someone's front garden.