Back to the weekend

It's Saturday lunchtime and there is no booze in the house. I have no intention of going out to buy any either. I have even less intention of going to the bar at the hotel, just down the road.

Would you like to know why?

It's pissing down with snow - just not wandering weather today.

But it is coffee weather, it'll do me no harm at all!!!

Survived last night

Survived last night but it was a bit of a bugger. I made sure and went to bed early so that I wouldn't - couldn't -  fall astray. If I had stayed up then I could have gone to the St Magnus Bay Hotel which is only a couple of hundred yards down the road from me. And the result of that? Poverty. Poverty and pissed, pissed as a newt but I held out on it.

I'll hold out tonight too. I might feel pretty desperate for a wee dramn tonight but it's not worth giving in. It may well be desperate but staying sober causes fewer problems than getting pissed so, although it might hurt a bit, I do know what's good for me.

I've got eight tins of coke in. I'll drink them instead.

And taking the Campral should stop me moaning too.