Morning all. And bloody well done to the lot of you
An update: The patches are working well at taking the edge off the cravings. Plus, A (lucky?) dose of man flu also meant that having a fag is the last thing I actually want to do.
Plus points: I don’t end up going getting cash out anywhere near as often. And the smug self-satisfied content can’t be underestimated, obviously.
Minus points: Its playing havoc with getting to sleep in the evening. My body temperature seems to have gone up by about 5 per cent. And this makes me really restless. Mrs Binners says its like sleeping with a bouncy castle. Though this could also be an oblique reference to how much I’m eating. Pass me another bag of cheesy quavers please? 😀