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From the Doss-house to the Penthouse

An AA in Scotland recounts his journey into sobriety

I was introduced to the Fellowship just before Christmas 1979 when I was admitted to a psychiatric hospital in Great Yarmouth. I had finished up in East Anglia after the collapse of my job fishing in the distant water grounds.

For many years my job had been my home. I was comfortable at places like Bear Island and Greenland because I had a bunk to sleep in, regular meals and good food on the mess deck, a crowd of guys I could get on with in a good way and a tough job that I could do well because I was part of the team.

Coming ashore, I drew a bottle of rum out of the deal... Login to read more
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