DOES it really matter how many days I've committed myself, so far, to being a non-smoker? Does it matter that I've reached eight weeks, with just one weak spell? It, the spineless bit, lasted less than 48 hours.
Yes, for eight LONG weeks, I've been trying to be smoke-free. For a 30-a-day-er, I don't think I've done too bad.
I'm STILL smoke-free, all you doubters, even after such a long time.
And I'm glad I'm smoke-free!
That cough has finally started. I feel like a 19th Century orphan, living down in the sewers. I can even hear a Cockney accent in the distance.
I went to Yeovil at the weekend. It's a place that's changed, for the better, since I was there last. Middle Street upwards has improved, with a whole new range of shops - and, sideways, even a bowling alley and Blockbuster movie shop. It was a walkway to a remote park, opposite a pub called The Alex, when I lived there.
I was shocked - honest. Yeovil's great. And the best bit of all, after the fantastic shopping, was that the multi-storey, town centre parking cost just £2 for FOUR HOURS! Nowhere in the South West could beat that, I'm sure.
I could go on and on, but I'm too tired from all the walking in Yeovil to continue for much longer.
I bought True Match foundation by L'Oreal in Boots for £9.99. It's OK, even though my face looked like I'd rubbed gravy granules into the skin this morning. Not the miracle I was looking for. Instead, I looked like I had a dirty face.
I'm pleased with my latest trial skin care range from Boots - this time a deep down cleansing balm and skin peel lotion. It all feels lovely.
Mainly, I spent £75 on clothes in Peacocks and probably mega bucks everywhere else but, hey, I had the best of best times. The shops were BRILLIANT.
Only a cough and shortness of breath stopped me from exploring further.
I remain, truthfully, yours - Belinda Bennett, NON smoker!