Weddings!

Don't forget why I'm doing this - for SASS, so please do give generously!

Well, wedding, singular, for now.

Saturday was Helen and Adam's wedding (photos here by the way), the next major test of my sobriety.  Have to say, it was really very odd.  basically, I just felt like a lemon who couldn't dance, which probably means I can't dance, but I'm normally too pissed to care!  The main difference I noticed was that I do still get annoyed by drunk people bumping into me, but now my brain can work quickly enough to stop me before I turn around and lamp someone!

Again, the major debate here is what to have instead of alcohol, although in many ways, this issue actually arises less frequently than in a pub, so perhaps a wedding is easier?  OK, sitting at the table having a meal with bottles of wine everywhere (and everyone drinking them) whilst sipping mineral water was really quite odd, but once the meal is over, there's no need  for a drink.  In a bar, one enters the premises, orders a drink, and sits down.  The session is then punctuated at regular intervals by "anyway, it's your round", "want another one pal?" or similar phrases every time someone's drink reduces to one-third its starting volume.  Weddings have no issue, you dance, and then get something when you're thirsty.  It's far more like a nightclub.

Following Saturday's pleasantries, we headed back home via Crookes, and watch the Calcutta Cup match with Austin, and some large frozen pizzas.  Again, an occasion of possible drinking, but with Jen driving, beer wasn't even mentioned.  All good!

Off tonight to see Drenge at the Washington.  Should be a good night - I'm almost getting used to this sober thing!

Please though, give generously.