
Originally Posted by
Emperor Fabulous
I'm just about to wrap up a fortnight's holiday in Greece and I knew this would be the most trying time for me. Mrs Fab smokes and sitting opposite her after a few drinks, watching the cigarette in her hand like I was a dog watching someone waving a sausage about was hard. I found myself sitting downwind to get a 'treat' of second hand smoke.
I didn't have one though.... God knows I was tempted, but from decades of previous attempts to quit, I knew that there is one immutable truth when it comes to quitting - you cannot have 'just the one' without it meaning you returning to being a full time smoker inside a week. You either don't smoke, or you do smoke.
As I've mentioned before, its just a question of motivation really. If you have a gun to your head, you'll manage pretty much anything. The gun in my case was my heart attack and the surgeon's subsequent warning.