Sobering lesson from the courtroom
NO deliberate pun intended, but going to court on a drink driving charge is a sobering experience.
My appearance yesterday morning went pretty much as I had expected and I now face six months with no licence and a bank balance which is set to be $1120 leaner.
I've already been off the road for about a month and a half due to my high reading, during which time I've been forced to rely on the good graces of family, work colleagues and friends to drive me everywhere.
To say thank you to all those people doesn't seem enough and there's going to be a heck of a lot more lift-giving before I get back behind the wheel.
I've also had people I hardly know offer to drive me around, which has really blown me away.
Needless to say, I'm keen for readers to take my experience as a cautionary tale.
I didn't drive my vehicle far, but the reality of the law is that even if you're sitting in the driver's seat with the keys in your hand and the engine off, the police will rightly deem you to be in charge of the vehicle.
And, rightly again, they will assume that you have the intention to drive, even if you don't.
So be warned - the only safe level of blood alcohol at the wheel of a vehicle is zero.
Whatever you do, don't learn that the hard way, as I'm now doing.
Needless to say I'm keen for readers to take my experience as a cautionary tale