I have to admit to having been uninspired about keeping this blog ticking over. Abandoning my blog might have made it look like I had tumbled off the wagon, but I haven't. I'm still teetotal and revelling in it. I love the absence of hangovers (almost can't remember what they feel like) and love the new ability to walk into a pub or a party without an overwhelming expectation for guzzling alcohol.
Alongside telling my sister that I was not keen to post, about eight stories of alcohol induced near-death experiences spilled non-stop from my mouth. She said that I should just write about them and change the blog name to, 'Why I don't drink any more.' But - oh my - I might never be employed again.
