367 days ticked over. DB went home for sleep early last night from his brothers after a long walk up & back down the Mountain Pen y Van in foggy conditions. He had just taken a cuppa & Valium and the phone rang at 10.15. The brother in law at the pub ringing to ask could DB please come to the pub say hi to a few of his old friends and pick up his sister as she paralytic drunk. DB said no, BIL can take his wife home himself, very thoughtless of BIL given DB only spent the morning explaining how hard it is for him to be around pubs & people drinking. DB then spent the next 2 hours agonising over his saying no. It's a first for him back home, while well versed in saying no to me, it's playing havoc on him to have said no to his family.

I've tried to calm him and he's taken another Valium and gone to bed. These are the family members I mentioned I was concerned over. Had he gone, he will have found it hard not to drink, all his old childhood friends there and only the night before contemplating a shandy.

I'm very proud of him to have said no, had I been there I would have got her. It seems the rumours we heard last year of BIL ring dad every weekend to go pick his daughter because she sozzled up were true. Dad stopped driving in March after he ran over the rubbish bins (Parkinson's 1st win for dad) in the side yard. Even though no damage done he took that as the sign it's time for me to be off the road.

As a partner to an alcoholic I'm shocked over BIL choices and actions