quit smoking last week and it's gone pretty well!
Well, cracked last Tuesday (was drunk, in company of gin and other gin-heads).
And OK I'm allowing myself to smoke when I'm pissed.
That's allowed?
And maybe I had one or two to send me to sleep last week.
Big deal.
Either these little evils or I go back to 20-a-day.
I know which I'd prefer.
And I managed to outrun every fucker at football today.
Till my knee gave out.
Then that dodgy ligament from a couple of years ago.
Ah well
Ageing bodies an all that jazz.
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