One Year Booze Free

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Changing the UK to Minimize Binge Drinking

A while ago I wrote a post called, “Is there a cure for stupidity?” that discussed an idea that could work well for curing binge drinking too. It outlined a world where coffee shops and stylish, well kept community centres opened all night for groups to meet up and talk about their passions; play board games and cards; and drink their favourite beverages. Also, you could have open-house workshops (always big spaces) where you could take art lessons in things like woodwork or sculpture before relaxing with a coffee.

Today, I met a woman who inspired me to think a little bit more about this “it shouldn’t be all about the pubs at night” thought thread. Ant and I were sat in Churchill Square in Brighton enjoying the Spring sunshine and waiting for the shops to open. This young Chinese woman approached us, asking for information on the shops opening. When we said 10 or 11, she looked as if she didn’t understand. So I, of course repeated, using my fingers for 10 and 11. Read more…

First weekend without booze

OK – this isn’t the first time I’ve quit drinking before. But knowing that I need to wait nearly a year when I fancy a glass of wine, rather than a month or a week is hard!!

However, this weekend was so good, I didn’t even think about drinking. Went to the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition at the National Gallery in London. It was fascinating. Although I’ve seen quite a bit of his work when visiting Rome and Florence, I have never had the priviledge of seeing his sketches. Looking at them made me realise how much time he must have spent perfecting his talents and practising his skills. Seeing where he’s gone wrong or experimented in his drawings was inspiring and reminded me how important the process is in a great pieces of art work. Thanks Da Vinci.

Afterwards we crossed the road to St. Martins in the Field to do brass rubbing. I highly recommend it – very therapeutic and a nice thing to sit down and do after a mind blowing exhibition, rather than a typical trip to a local bar (always v. expensive) on Trafalgar Square.

Spending the weekend with friends who are more interested in stimulating conversation and challenging each other with good board games was far more fun then nursing a hangover for 36 hours of the weekend. It also meant there was no pier pressure to get pissed.

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