I met the most delightful person today. He is a french polisher who came over to strip, sand and refinish our kitchen worktop here (obviously he didn't french polish it but these guys know all about refurbishing wood!) Anyway, he was not in any hurry. He just quietly got on with a job that he obviously adores and was a total contrast to the mayhem that is going on outside in the rest of London every single day. He made me look like a right clot for getting into a state yesterday. A lesson here for me somewhere, I think.
Well it is only 8:30pm but I am going to bed early to make absolutely sure of nailing day 1. I am so pleased to be amongst a bunch of people who understand how insidious this whole relationship with alcohol can be at times. And I am grateful for a sober day today and another platform on which to build.
Day 2 beckons...