Monday, March 12, 2007
20 down, 20 to go.
So we're halfway through Lent, and I've not drunk any alcohol. No Coronas, no cider, not even a glass of gorgeous Pinot Grigo (even when teased by OMC). What surprises me most though, is that I don't really miss it.
In the last 20 days I've been to all the usual social events, and survived all of them without booze. A gig in Denton, an evening at Lee Harvey's, tapas at Cafe Madrid, a burger at the Old Monk. A diet of fizzy soda drinks and the occasional Red Bull has done me fine.
And, of course, there's been no hangovers, no embarrassing "I did what?" moments, and bar bills are cheaper.
Another 20 days, and Lent will be up. Will I continue to stay tee-total? Frankly, no. But it's good to know that it's quite easy, and not really much different.
In the last 20 days I've been to all the usual social events, and survived all of them without booze. A gig in Denton, an evening at Lee Harvey's, tapas at Cafe Madrid, a burger at the Old Monk. A diet of fizzy soda drinks and the occasional Red Bull has done me fine.
And, of course, there's been no hangovers, no embarrassing "I did what?" moments, and bar bills are cheaper.
Another 20 days, and Lent will be up. Will I continue to stay tee-total? Frankly, no. But it's good to know that it's quite easy, and not really much different.
