A BADGE of honour - that's my nicotine patch!
After more than three weeks without a cigarette, I'm starting to see myself as a non-smoker.
Unfortunately, I'm also seeing myself as a bit of a porker. I've just waddled up through Honiton High Street, feeling decidedly larger than I did a week ago. It could be my imagination, but either my trousers have shrunk around the waist in the wash or I've piled on a few pounds.
Having just munched my way through a pasty and a cream cake, I think I should make a commitment to exercise more and watch what I eat.
I'm not going back to smoking, so I'd better get my food steamer back out and bulk-buy some veg.
Wear your patch with pride!