Just met a fellow walking 2 km from the railway station to the pub. He was my best friend for 18 years from the age of 5 until we went off on our own careers. He lost his driving licence due to alcohol over 20 years ago & hasn’t bothered driving since.
Works on demolition jobs, gets picked up & dropped off at a boarding house near the city, comes back out to visit his parents each week by rail with a booze break at a pub in this town, about halfway through the trip.
No, I’m not going to join him, I’m just not a big boozer anymore.