I suppose that means I am not sexist !Monday, December 28, 2009
Women ....
I suppose that means I am not sexist !Monday, December 14, 2009
Now for me someone having a few drinks doesn't bother me. I am happily middle of the road, neither a fanatical anti-drinker nor a person who still pushes drinks on you, but these adverts are, as adverts are wont to be, very misleading. A woman who has a few too many drinks is neither attractive nor sexy, and is going to end up a liability to herself in terms of her own safety. Saturday, December 5, 2009
Miss Marple or Magnum PI .....
Can you believe of all the things to watch and realise something from it or learn something from it, was ''They do it with mirrors ..... Miss Marple''
by Agatha Christie ...
don't misunderstand, I love Agatha Christie stories,
being a bit of a crime story enthusiast I love detective stories.
Maybe I am secretly yearning to be the female version of Magnum PI - without the ''tache''.
So, what did I learn you may ask. Well maybe something I should have learned 20+ years ago you may say ..... It was that self - control is my biggest ally.
I touched on it in my ''slipping post'' but I just realised that really it's only self -control that can save you from your own demons or as my friend says that monkey on your back. Call it conscience even, but for me it is 100% self-control, or rather the previous lack of it....
I have to have it to stop from reaching that first drink. If I am strong then I don't pick it up as after the first one my self-control gets weaker and weaker with each subsequent drink.....
And judging by all the concern over alcohol consumption these days I am not the only one it happens to.
So how is your self-control, is it alcohol, gambling, eating, smoking even swearing ..... what's your weak point and how can you strengthen your resolve. Now I can talk about lack of self-control but what can you do to improve it. Think about the risks first I suppose, risk to life and limb especially if you can't resist driving fast cars or bare knuckle fighting ... ahem, hopefully not.
Family and friends may support you but only if you talk to them, let them know what is happening and how difficult it is to reign in your self-control over certain things. Ask your work colleagues to hold you back if you feel like bopping your boss on the nose every time he walks in the office !! or it won't only be your self - control that is in trouble.
It's all a matter of recognising when you lose your self-control and strategising to avoid those times.... easier said than done I know, but get a good back up system in place and you are half way there. The rest is up to you .....
And luck, good luck .... and plenty of it.
References: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miss_Marple
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magnum,_P.I. http://www.agathachristie.com/story-explorer/stories/they-do-it-with-mirrors-1/
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Changing his life ...
Paul Moss recently left London for Stroud, putting years of alcohol abuse behind him in the process. Here he describes how the move has helped him change his life.
Here in Stroud I find myself in a minority, which has nothing to do with my fanatical support of Arsenal or my love of yiddish folk music. No, I am one of the few people who does not drink alcohol, not even on the most special of occasions. I am one of those grateful recovering alcoholics.It has always struck me as odd that now that I no longer indulge I am, in the eyes of many, still an alcoholic. There are a couple of ways to look at this apparent paradox. I tend to look at alcoholism as a physical, spiritual and emotional allergy to the stuff. It was after more than twenty years of relentless and painful self-abuse, that finally here in Stroud I have found a bit of peace in my life.Coming round
It's all very difficult to explain. It's a bit like I had a drink somewhere in my teens and then came round some two decades later in a strange rural town wondering if it had all been a terrible nightmare and "could I get on with my A levels now please!".I grew up in London and that was where I finished my drinking. About a year ago It was suggested to me that I take myself away for a few months to a place where I had no connections, basically somewhere I could make a fresh start without the distraction or temptation of old haunts. The landscape has changed. My life here in Gloucestershire is simple for now. It is an amazingly beautiful county in which to come round. When the senses have shut down for so long, walking along the canal at dawn or hurtling across Minchinhampton Common on my bike works wonders on the will to live.
Reference:http://www.bbc.co.uk/gloucestershire/focus/2004/11/paul.shtml
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Oh dear
It's difficult to quantify what a trigger would be though in reality, as anything could remind a person, from a birthday party (happy, happy times) to a bereavement (sad, sad times) so who knows what would be the trigger for someone else. I have been making a note of some of mine, but to admit they are numerous makes me feel a bit of a failure really. Who knew ?
could make me want a drink and then do I lump them all together as one time or re-count them as separate times .... I don't know, I will just keep a note and look back when required ...Saturday, October 3, 2009
Shaky ... is it spelt correctly ... !
Pronunciation: \ˈshā-kē\
Function: adjective
Inflected Form(s): shak·i·er; shak·i·est
1 : characterized by shakes
Reference:http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/shaky
I am sitting here, it's 4.30pm and rather than go and buy alcohol I am typing this, watching a film on tv and generally telling myself I am not going to drink today/tonght. If it means I don't leave the house today - at all, then so be it (to buy alcohol).
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I was travelling home again after an appointment yesterday and well my normal channel never works properly on the radio once I am out of the signal area ... I ended up with my good old stand-by of Radio 4.
I mentioned this before on a previous post about reflection .... the presenters were discussing about how hard it was to buy scissors and knives now that the new law was being enforced to the letter by ''jobsworths''. So much so that one of the women said her child was refused childrens scissors even though she was there next to the child to pay for them ... WOW ... Now something similar happened to me and I went mad ... I asked my 14 year old child to carry a 6 pack of bottled beer for me as my shopping basket was full and very heavy ... bearing in mind this is non-alcoholic beer and I was standing right next to her ... the cashier said she shouldn't even be carrying the beer !! I was insensed ... was I right or wrong ?
In this day and age of political correctness the world has gone mad ... I can see from my own point of view, oh so mad was I on this issue, until I heard a text they read out, from a lady who works as a cashier ... she stated that these days they are so stressed over these rules and regs that they even ask pensioners how old they are for fear of inadvertently selling the goods to underage people ..... well, that raised a smile at least ....
My point is that why do we have so many kids on the streets drinking alcohol that most purchased for themselves ? It appears scissors and knives run a high risk of teenagers using them to kill or wound other people ... but what about alcohol. It increases risky behaviour and loss of control facilitating the use of dangerous implements and increasing the childs confidence to perform such dangerous acts ... giving them a false sense of immortality.It appears, as usual, one rule over imposed on one side and slackly observed on the other ....
Image from: http://locallygrownnorthfield.org/post/2281/
http://mayfieldchina1.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
What have I become
in this false fantasy?
Thriving on something sweet,
submerging into another world.
Without it I tumble
transforming into nothing.
I'm locked in a stalemate
not capable to stir.
Look closely through my eyes,
as deep as the end of sight.
See! My ailment and do
your very best to repair.
Save me from this ogre
I have become, before
I sit in a dark painful void...
lost inside my addiction
by Claire Nixon
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Frequency ...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Where am I ?
I have been blogging but just not on here, although anyone who want's me can just email anyway. I have been so busy and I could only do that sober. I don't always bang on about drinking and certainly not in person, as it were. Only on here. Well, anyone that reads this blog knows what they are in for, so I don't mind waffling about the guilty pleasures ..erm ... I mean sins of over-indulging on the vino or beer.
I know how hard it is to get over the first few weeks and we all react differently to withdrawals and cravings. I have two friends at different levels (again) of stopping drinking ... and it doesn't appear to be any different if you are male or female. Of course age, hormones, lifestyle and other conditions have to be factored in to the situation. But the actual craving and caving seems to be very, very similar.
The general gist is crave the drink, fight the feeling, crave some more,
fight it, then the crave gets so strong you just say give me the drink, no matter the cost.
The cost usually being higher than the financial price. I have supported friends with these cravings but in the end it is up to the person, and yet I feel so helpless when a friend asks for help and I feel I am ''doing a good job'' talking them
out of it, only to find out that a few days later they had a drink ...
