Last year
was probably the best, certainly in a very long time. Sorry to bang on about it, but I'd been sober for exactly 14 months and i just took the day off work and walked along Regent's Canal from Kings Cross to Paddington, stopping off for breakfast in Camden, then to go to London Zoo, then I realised I was near Lord's so I took a guided tour of the cricket ground, walked up to Abby Road, had dinner in Little Venice and then went home tired and happy at about 8PM.

The year before that, my 36th, I went to Thorpe Park which was great.

The ones between being 30 and 35 I don't have more than hazy memories of. So I guess they are the worst.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 14:38, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

or the best, hard to tell really

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 14:40, Reply)

Yeah, this is equally possible I suppose.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 14:48, Reply)