I did start my dry September experiment slightly early and that might justify an early finish, but to be honest that wouldn’t be telling all of the story.

January has always seemed to be the worst month to stop drinking alcohol. Cold weather, short days and the excitement of Christmas a distant memory. We do dry September instead.

It has finally happened. I didn’t quite get to 50 years old and I’m having to wear glasses for reading and screen work as my eyes have finally given in.