After a quick detour off the wagon caused by a trip to charlottes and my subsequent lack of willpower, I am back on the wagon. My last drink was on Sunday,, and, as per my father’s advice, I do not intend to drink for two weeks. To be honest I feel better for it; I’ve been able to do some good work and feel much more cheerful. Now, I’m not going teetotal, but suspect my special occasions only strategy is the way forward. Besides, the rarer the drink, the better the taste.