Today marks a year since I wrote this entry; a year since I stopped drinking. I’m quite pleased to say that I’ve kept off it completely. It hasn’t always been easy, and there are still times when I’m very tempted to have a beer, although part of me asks what’s so difficult about avoiding alcohol? I’d like to record, though, that I’ve not had any reduction in my absences: while I’m currently going through quite a good patch with them – I haven’t had any in over two weeks – I haven’t noticed a significant reduction in them since giving up drinking. I just wanted to get that down. I otherwise feel much better, and certainly have no intention of getting back on the booze any time soon. Lyn’s a lot happier with me, for one, and I can think a lot straighter without having to contend with any hangovers.