Another day without a bet. That’s an achievement. Any idea what your trigger was? Yesterday I drove to a strange town where I was due to stay overnight to break a journey. It was bleak and foggy – few people about and I had two hours to kill before I could check in. I felt uncomfortable and soon realised that this was a dangerous situation for me. I passed a bar – it had a fruit machine in. So did the warm tempting Portuguese cafe. Apart from some charity shops and hairdressers, the only places open seemed to be betting shops and arcades. I decided to go back to the car and read for a while – then I checked in early – they were fine about it. I like to think I can now be like a non-gambler, go anywhere any time. It’s days like yesterday when I realise I am still only one bet away…
