Tuesday – I wasn’t going to have a drink but transport arrangements failed and after a tricky journey through country lanes I was on the winning rink in an ‘A’ team game so I though I deserved one. (I usually play for the ‘B’ team).
Wednesday - I wasn’t going to have a drink, but after watching Red Arrows Glyn wanted a Guiness so I was obliged to keep her company by having one myself.
Thursday – I wasn’t going to have a drink, didn’t have a drink after snooker, but after spending evening assembling a bed and crawling round on the floor outside Emily’s block of flats looking for the right water meter, (we found about 8 meters that weren’t the right one) I needed one.
Friday – as part of the Etiquette of Bowls, had to accept a drink from my opponent after the game, and buy one back.
I wonder how I’ll get on tomorrow.
