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Sunday 27th May - Still on the crazy shift & Goodbye old friend

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Posted by: knightrider45 Sunday 27th May 2007, 6:05am

Its 5.30am on a rainy Sunday morning and I'm just about ready to go out the door again. Woken up with a headache - again - so I've had my normal breakfast!

2 cups of really strong tea, three anadin extra (two never seem to work with me) and a couple of fags from my last packet.

Yes, todays my last day of smoking, not buying any more fags. Hopefully for ever, but I'll start at one day at time for starters, thank you! I've been smoking since I was 12, occasionally, and I think the dreaded weed finally caught me properly when I was 13.

Not Politically correct to say that these days is it? Especially if I was to say that I've enjoyed every single one of them as well. I've made many close friends through the years through smoking, as it has always been a closed club really, even in those days, when I remember, 10 number 6 tipped cost just 27p! The Smokers Club members, behind the old tech block at school, and down the corridor in George Rose Park, Wednesbury, that took you past the lavs then acted as the back way out of the park, looked after each other then, with a couple of us standing on guard in case of errant teachers!

And yes, I did get caught on a couple of occasions! One time I remember, it was by a Mr Price, the school's head of PE. But as the teachers were on strike when he saw me, (remember the strikes?) he had a strong word with me, but took no further action.

But I am grateful that today's kids are educated better against smoking. Bearing in mind I grew up on a rough council estate in the West Midlands, where EVERYONE smoked. It was just normal, then, for kids to go to school having pinched a couple of their dads Park Drive cigarettes for breaks.

You had to be really strong not to start smoking. I was in a close knit gang (in the old, Enid Blyton sense of the word) and, well, as I said earlier, it was normal back then.

God, I'm going to miss it. You see, I need to pack up, but I don't want to. I think a major battle is forecast. Its been part of my life for so long, and even now, I can't imagine life without a fag.

Talking of major battles, I still haven't had the letter about the scans yet. So I guess that will definately be here this week. I'm really looking forward to closing this certain chapter so I can, God willing, get on with my life. I have so much left to do.

Paul

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