Debra
It’s not as much a story as a way of life that I would like to share.
My husband and I used to love going out for long boozy lunches or dinners, until we realised that driving home under the influence was just not on. What we do now is we take a cab to one of our favourite restaurants, and get my son to fetch us. More often than not, lately though, we have a braai at home on Friday nights or Saturdays and invite buddies over. If they don’t hand over their keys when they arrive they are not allowed to drink – they can either leave immediately, not drink a drop, sleep over or take a cab home and we’ll bring them their car the next day. It is a non-negotiable rule. (We have had mates sleeping on the dog’s bed before…)
But we have lots of NO REGRET FRIDAYS!!
