Starting Over
A Pint of Coors Light and a White Wine Spritzer ‘Ok, I’m doing it!’. I sidled up to the busy holiday park bar, as the New Year’s party was still warming up. After ten minutes of shall we, shan't we, I finally plucked up the courage to go. The people were lined up one behind the other, something I had always frowned upon before, but having been out of the game for two years I did my best to reserve judgement. Besides, that was the old me anyway, I was about to come back a brand new drinker; a moderator, non-judgemental and in control. One-by-one the people in front of me placed their orders and returned to their colourfully patterned, cushioned seats to take in the evening entertainment. Now, it was my turn! I managed to utter the words more confidently than I had feared after our 2 year hiatus; ‘a pint of Coors Light and a white wine spritzer, please’. My order felt about as natural as my first attempt to get served in the Nags Head back in 2001. Only this time the answer was diff...