Went to the pub last nite to meet friends and watch football.Its the first time this year. The first time since quitting drinking. It was, surreal. When I walked in, I felt the familiar warmth, the good atmosphere, it's smelled like hops and just.... ale. It was a proper ale house, not a fancy wine … Continue reading Sober pub night!
It was Mother's Day yesterday. I managed to get us in to an Italian restaurant for some food. Me, Ruth and Harrison. The restaurant was nice, the walls were surrounded by antipasti, expensive 30yr old balsamic vinegar and wine. Lots and lots of wine. I had the urge. See I would have liked a glass … Continue reading Italian cup of tea, who knew!?
I went 'out' on Friday. The first time I'd been 'out, out' since stopping drinking (see Micky Flanagan clip if you don't know what I mean). https://youtu.be/0jP_brwVyvc It was a night at a casino in Manchester playing poker etc. And it was quite hard initially. I got the taste for beers. As we went to … Continue reading ‘Out out’ sober…
He awoke. His head pounded like a base drum, boom boom boom. And water! He needed water badly, his mouth was so dry, the top of his mouth felt caked together with the bottom. Like rubbing two sheets of sandpaper together mercilessly. He could feel the sweltering heat as his stinging eyes opened, the blurry … Continue reading Memoirs of a drunken squaddie.
Do you ever have one of them moments when years of your life just fly by in your mind in an instant, you are deep in your own mind thinking about the past, remembering memories, re-feeling moments that shaped today and drifting off into what ifs and how comes? Then the present moment calls out … Continue reading First swimming lesson with waterbabies.