Occasional…

Last night I went the Sydney Opera House to see Passenger with the younger child. Which has become a bit of a tradition, such a tradition that I have now lost count of how many of his concerts we have seen together. This however was the first time I have had a drinking age child at an event with me, since the elder child doesn’t drink at all.

I don’t consider myself a drinker anymore but a cocktail on the harbour with snacks before the concert is definitely an occasion, so I guess I am now an “occasional drinker”. I suspect I have been to more concerts than I have had drinks in the past few years. The occasional cocktail also makes me confident that I can have a drink every few years without having to have a 2nd one. To be clear I was never an inverted commas alcoholic, but I did use it as a crutch for my anxiety. I also had a relationship with someone that was not a great person when drinking, and had no interest in addressing it, so my relationship with drinking is a bit complicated.

I’m not sure an espresso martini counts as drinking anyway, it’s more of dessert.

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