Right, everything is packed, the puppies and their food bowls are ready and waiting, there are five-litre containers of fresh water, sun protection creams, gaudy beach towels, huge striped umbrellas and sandals all piled high in the car boot. A holdall crammed with novels and my favourite cookbooks, notebooks and sketchpads.
Along with litres of grape juice, orange juice, homemade lemonade, soda and gingerbeer. Not just for me. The great discovery of early sobriety was that most people don’t drink very much alcohol, if at all. If you look across the aisles on an international flight most passengers will have a still mineral water with their meals. I had assumed everyone drank as much as they dared before boarding and then took out tiny discreet bottles of vodka to pass the time until offered drinks with the meal. Flying blind was how it worked. Now I know that most people don’t think about alcohol, let alone drink it, for most of their everyday life. Imagine that!
It is hot and sunny and I can’t wait to feel clean white beach sand between my toes.
Take care of yourselves while I am away and I shall have a glut of blog-reading when I get back!
Love and thanks to everyone who has helped me stay sober another 24 hours…