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You can't hide those Lion eyes

It’s been a long, old week. But that’s probably because I’ve taken a lead from editorial board member Richard ‘Ratty’ Ratcliffe, and decided to declare Monday to Thursday AFDs. (For the unenlightened, that’s Alcohol Free Days). Got off to flying start on Monday, even though a business contact offered to buy lunch. I managed to munch my way through a beef sandwich with nothing more than a lime and soda for comfort. Likewise, Tuesday. Went to the pub again, this time with a colleague – and we both duly supped on a J20. Rock and roll. But in the evening, all my good intentions were thieved – and by a woman of the cloth, no less, who appeared on the doorstep waving a lukewarm bottle of Chardonnay. Allow me to explain… Gwyneth is my newly-ordained neighbour, and we were long overdue a catch-up (which invariably involves a tipple) so surely it would have been downright rude to refuse…

I must admit, knowing how much the aforementioned Mr Ratcliffe enjoys a glass of the red stuff, I was impressed at his declarations of AFDs. So I was mightily relieved to receive an email this week that read: “Sorry you were unable to get hold of me earlier today. I went on a five-mile walk and then stopped for lunch in the Red Lion.”

It was sent on Tuesday. Looks like we both failed.




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