“I need rehab”, I remember saying to a visiting relative while sitting at a coffee shop sometime in 2011.
I’d been drinking steadily and heavily for almost a decade and a half and it was the first time. I’d admitted to anyone other than my own self that I had a problem. And about time too.
My life was in tatters.
Professionally, my career as a musician/concert promoter/writer was at an end.
On the social front, most of my family (with the exception of an ailing mother), were abroad and seemed too far away to be able to help much.… Read More