Tuesday, 27 December 2016
220-1/365 Flashing blue lights
On Christmas Eve eve my daughter went to a party about 40 minutes away and it was out in the middle of nowhere. I agreed to go and collect her regardless of the the time. I can do that now 😊
I set up google maps on my phone to talk me through it and off I set. Having yet another cough and cold, third one in three months (sad violins playing in the background) I realised I couldn't hear the instructions clearly so picked up my phone and increased the volume. About 1/2 mile later a saw blue lights flashing behind me and I pulled over, half expecting them to go around me but no they stopped too. Long story short they had stopped me for using my phone and I think the fact I was so ill looking and sounding plus I said yes I had used my phone but only to increase the volume as I couldn't hear the directions meant I didn't get a ticket. He informed me that as I had committed a road traffic offence he would be breathalysing me, I said knock yourself out I don't drink. Needless to say I was clean as a whistle, not even a hint of ethanol in my system.
Rewind to Christmas last year and it was a very different story. I would say I would have been hard pushed to pass a breathalyser test for all but about 2 hours mid-afternoon when I calculate my poor beleaguered liver had processed the night before. I also had a bit of a wild mathematical formula that I had begun to utilise where I would calculate and measure wine against body weight against time so that I could have a drink before going to pick my daughter up from wherever she was. It always seemed to fall in my favour meaning I could have a drink. CRAZY, INSANE, DANGEROUS and CRIMINAL.
Looking back now I can see how bad I was getting and what crazy chances I was taking not just risking getting a ticket but actually killing innocent people. If you are in the last stages of drinking before Jan 1st, please do not drink and drive after any amount or drink and drive the following morning, you would be surprised how long after stopping drinking you are still over the limit. My daughter's boyfriend was stopped twice within about a mile on Boxing Day on his way to our house (poor lad, just cos he's young) so there is a heavy presence on the roads.
Blimey I feel like a reformed drinker, lecturing you all on not doing what I was guilty of but it was the shock factor of everything that would have happened to me if that same scenario had played out last year. Arrested, suspended from driving, potentially BANNED from driving depending on blood alcohol, criminal record, potential lost job due to location and public transport, explaining to people what happened, telling my daughter. All of this ran through my brain as I drove off on Friday pleased not only that I only had a verbal warning but that I didn't have to worry constantly about getting stopped. I am not proud of how I was but I am proud of how I am now.
P.S I love this song by Robbie Williams, never really payed attention to his music before. So much of it rings true now and bends very nicely to the blogging community and how I feel about everything. Love My Life I hope it relates for some of you.