IT'S all doom and gloom - now that I've reverted, temporarily, to being a smoker.
An isolated spot in the company car park is my occasional 'home' as I puff away, in disgrace.
Yesterday (Friday) I was the only person employed by Archant South West
IS it time to admit defeat?
For two days now I have been smoking. Yes, SMOKING!
Lurking in public places, I have been accosting complete strangers and asking them for a light. I don’t own a lighter anymore and feel to buy one would signal the true end
Day 64
IF ever there was an enchanted wood, it is at Offwell.
In the resplendent former grounds of Offwell House, near Honiton, is a treasure that, I feel, I can hardly convey in words. Likewise, pictures could only ever tell part of the story.
It
KEEPING busy is probably the most important part of my SmokeStop routine.
It’s getting easier. In the beginning, it was a struggle to find ways of keeping myself occupied outside of work. Previously, the highlight of my day was boiling a kettle
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
I'M back on track, without reverting to full-strength patches.
Although I puffed my way through a packet of 20 cigarettes on Tuesday, it hasn't meant going back to Day 1 and starting all over again.
I'm not getting any terrible cravings and, this time,
SHAME faced, I wanted to tear out my heart with bare hands, hold up the weak mush to the heavens and scream: Woe be me! I’m useless!
I’d just smoked 20 Red Band straight off and was regretting every puff. Who’d of thought two weeks ago I’d go from 0
THE last few days have been a real, hard slog. I'm bored - bored of being a non-smoker.
I'm running out of ideas to keep myself occupied.
In truth, I've been craving a cigarette like there's no tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I've been quick to stuff anything
BEAUTY pundits often extol the merits of water. They banter on about the bland stuff, hyping it up to be the ultimate elixir of youth.
I’m not a great water drinker, myself. Hence, I’ve always been ugly. And, since I’ve given up smoking, I’m not a great
IN a week that has seen me get married, become a victim of crime and be tossed about on umpteen funfair rides, could things get any WORSE?
Anybody watching the CCTV monitor outside the ghost train tunnel on Weston's Grand Pier last Sunday would have
ONE of these days, I'm going to wake up and think the events of a dream are true. As one of our proof readers has pointed out - just make sure none of it ends up in the paper!
While my fellow quitter Heidi insists on removing her nicotine
THE thought of an alien landing on Roundball Hill was never likely to fill me with dread - or encourage me to light up.
Vandals, however, are another story... I'm afraid I'm writing this two days after having a cigarette ripped from my grasp. Only the
ALIENS have purportedly landed on one of East Devon's most prominent landmarks, Roundball Hill, and I'm still not tempted to light up.
As my reporter investigates the claim, I'm sat behind my desk quite confident that any UFO sighting will be quickly
THE switchover from full to medium strength patches wasn't an arduous ordeal. If anything, the strange taste I've had in my mouth has eased and I feel very positive about remaining a non-smoker. I didn't use the inhalator more often, either. I was convinced
WELL, the lower strength patch is attached to my upper torso.
I was a bit shocked when I took it out of its wrapper - it looked considerably smaller than the full-strength version.
Nevertheless, it seems to be doing its job. I feel fine; a bit light-headed,