Smoke Stop

Day 12 - 12.50pm

Yesterday, Day 11, I spent loads of money. My daughter and I splashed out on more clothes and jewellery. So, the bad news is... I'm skint. The good news is... there's no way I can afford to revert to smoking!

I feel very positive about remaining a non-smoker. I like NOT smoking.

I've noticed that my skin has gone dry on my face. Still no cough or mouth ulcers, but I know they are 'due'.

Years ago, I used to sit on the press bench in court with Ernie Dawes - journalist and former chairman of the Wonford Bench. We used to try and guess sentences that would be handed down. Ernie was always closer to the mark than I was. When it came to 'regulars', he used to say: "They've got weak characters."

In terms of my nicotine addition, I think it shows I've got a weakness in my character. I don't like the thought of that. So, I'm determined to remain strong.

During brief moments of boredom, I've taken to jigging around my kitchen to music. (I'm secretly quite worried about a possible weight gain.) I have found a song I can apply to cigarettes. It's by Freemasons and it's called Uninvited. Just imagine the love of your life has been a cigarette and the 'love' hasn't been reciprocated.

Happy jigging!