I'm sorry to disappoint the melee but I'm actually talking about cigarettes.
I've three ciggies left in the box and I won't be buying any more. I'll probably smoke one now and have a couple when I'm reading in the kitchen later - with a cuppa for extra specialness.
I think CrabGirl is with me on this and two of the girls in my office are also giving up tomorrow, so I've got a bit of moral support. I decided against the hypnotherapy this time, since it didn't work last time.
I'm going down the same route as sir Jeremy Clarkson and popping into the chemist tomorrow and getting some foul tasting, industrial strength, nicotine fortified, expensive as feck chewing gum.