Thursday, 9 July 2009

DRINKING, ALEX AND ME (A drinking diary posted from Ipswich)

In the wee wee hours, in the midst of nowhere, I recall a moment which stopped my heart. Drinking had become my reality. But everything changed today at The Seal in Woodbridge. Alex took me aside and asked, out of nowhere: "Follow me." He took me to St John's Parish Church. As he kneeled, and I sat, he said: "How much longer?". I could not answer him. Home soon.
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5 comments:

  1. Anonymous10 July 2009 at 09:39

    Stop trying to bring a religious slant to what was just a huge booze bender.

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  2. Anonymous10 July 2009 at 10:17

    May the Lord have mercy on his soul, his liver, his reputation and his beer belly.

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  3. Anonymous10 July 2009 at 10:22

    He's still pissed.

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  4. Anonymous10 July 2009 at 12:38

    I thought he was going to ask you to marry him: for richer, for poorer; sober and drunk.

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  5. Anonymous10 July 2009 at 12:48

    Get the poor bugger home - and fast.

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