Regular readers of this blog, if there are any, will know I'm trying to give up drinking. Now I'm at the end of Day 4, so how am I doing? Well, I haven't had a drink. And I'm missing it in a slightly nagging fish-hook in the consciousness kind of way. Not sure if its the taste or the effect I'm missing, but I am missing it.
And there are some big tests ahead. There's the pub a bit later with Ms T, Tam and Rob. And tomorrow there's lunch with Rachel.