Day (lost count) Falling off the wagon
My name is Juliet Bowbrick and I have been clean of Facebook for nine minutes. Not the thirty seven days or so it should have been. Oh dear. I went back on. Now I am reliably (?) informed that I can’t leave, that I have shot my bolt, can’t do a Frank Sinatra, have to stay put or go and stay gone. So I thought, maybe I should stay for a bit, stir it up, try and put into practice what I have been preaching. I am fully expecting an intervention from the nay sayers, and I don’t want you lot to think I have abandoned the revolution, but let’s be honest, it was only me here wasn’t it? See you on the inside.