Well, that didn't last long.
We decided to give up alcohol for Lent*. Ash Wednesday went well, as did Thursday and Friday. Saturday was our wedding anniversary, so we let ourselves off, and Sunday, says John (more ecclesiastically informed than I am) is always a feast day, so you can drink on a Sunday. Monday was ok, and then we got to Tuesday... we had a good DVD to watch, but something was missing. A nice bottle of red, that's what. So together, we fell off the wagon. Joint decision. No-one but ourselves to blame. Oh dear. And we really meant to stick to it, too.
*Personally, I'm not much in favour of giving things up for Lent; better to do something nice/good instead, I always think. When I was at school, I was nice to Susan W, a girl I couldn't stand, for Lent. I thought that was a more positive approach. But John is more into giving things up. (Hasn't worked, though, has it?)
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Wednesday, 16 March 2011
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