Hogmanay Without Whisky - Cheers!
The fact that I'm still counting the days - ninety - since I gave up alcohol tells me that I haven't yet accepted this life without booze. Having survived Christmas Day by alternating glasses of non-alcoholic wine with tumblers of ginger cordial, my next test comes with Hogmanay. Can I see in a new decade without a nip of whisky?
A word of encouragement came from Fred MacAulay who gave up drinking for a couple of years and tells me he remembers starting those years feeling very smug while all around him were suffering from hangovers.
Tom Morton, meanwhile, has recommended a particularly delicious brand of ginger beer, but only after sending me a copy of his latest book - - which involves a tour of Scottish distilleries and is illustrated with far too many mouth-watering photographs of Tom and his pals sippling Single Malts.
On the other hand, three months without a drop of the hard stuff has done wonders for my complexion. Look at that photograph of me sipping irn bru. You've got to admit I'm looking younger.
And yes I believe that haircut is coming back in to fashion.
Not in this country, though.
P.S. yes, that is me in the photo. Celebrating my thirteenth birthday in 1976.
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