A long time ago on a family camping trip i went to the toilet block to brush my teeth while my wife put the kids to bed.
Suddenly the northern lights lit up the sky, full of wonder i walked nearer the beach to get a better view. There met a local guy who'd come out his beach front house to do the same. The guy, who i'd never met in my life, then told me he was just back from a few weeks in a deep sea fishing vessel and had a few bottles of dark rum in the house to welcome him home. He then foolishly asked me to join him for a few glasses, which i did, without informing my wife where i'd gone. The last thing i remember was leaning over the arm of a chair to pick up my drink and my toothbrush kept falling out my top pocket into my glass. Next thing i knew it was daylight and i was wandering along the seafront trying to find the way back to my tent?
But this all happened long before i had a problem with booze?