This collection of bittersweet anecdotes in the form of internet blogs starts from a rehab centre where the author found herself fashionably early 20 years ago. http://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/atom.aspxCommunity Server2006-12-02T00:21:00Zhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/08/17.aspx2006-12-08T16:49:00Z2006-12-08T16:49:00ZAnd so it went on from one drunken disaster to the next. I’d always managed to be pretty conscientious at school but years of hard study were ruined in a weekend away on a geography field trip to Snowdonia. My friend Kat and I stocked up with gin and vodka, not to mention the 200 cigarettes, for the lengthy coach trip between Yorkshire and Wales. ...(<a href="http://blogmybook.comhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/08/17.aspx">read more</a>)<img src="http://blogmybook.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=17" width="1" height="1">Joanna Crossehttp://blogmybook.com/members/Joanna+Crosse.aspxhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/02/16.aspx2006-12-01T17:15:00Z2006-12-01T17:15:00ZAlthough the last fifteen drink-induced years have passed by in a bit of a blur I suppose some of you might be wondering how I got myself into this predicament! People often talk about their ‘first drink’. What I can tell you is, mine wasn’t in the singular. ...(<a href="http://blogmybook.comhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/02/16.aspx">read more</a>)<img src="http://blogmybook.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=16" width="1" height="1">Joanna Crossehttp://blogmybook.com/members/Joanna+Crosse.aspxhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/02/15.aspx2006-12-01T16:21:00Z2006-12-01T16:21:00Z...What a demise being in a treatment centre for Christmas! Have to say it’s all come as a bit of a shock. One minute I was planning twelve days of festive piss-ups; the next I was discovered at work slumped over my computer, a champagne bottle and a cameraman. And it was only eight o’clock in the morning. ...(<a href="http://blogmybook.comhttp://blogmybook.com/blogs/a_bloggers_guide_to_sex_and_sobriety/archive/2006/12/02/15.aspx">read more</a>)<img src="http://blogmybook.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=15" width="1" height="1">Joanna Crossehttp://blogmybook.com/members/Joanna+Crosse.aspx