365 days

It’s been 365 days since I last had a cigarette, and I feel terrible. Not because of not smoking, that is undoubtedly a good thing. It’s because I’ve essentially replaced nicotine with sugar. Yep, instead of going outside and inhaling some fast-acting nicotine smoke, I’m able to stay inside and …

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Fridate Upday 22/11/13

Jane and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary last weekend, we went away to Lurcombe again – we really like it there. While we were away we watched The Iceman – the film of the book of the life, if you will. I read the book back in 2009, and …

Our Honeymoon – Day 6

We went to Torquay on day six. There was a lack of good shops and/or arcades – I distinctly remember there being a good arcade here a couple of years ago. We went on the big wheel this time, it was quite good to see the town from that angle. …

Our Honeymoon – Day 5

Day five was a proper chill day. We went to Dartington Shops, saw some cool artwork by a guy called Moose, went to a farm shop and bought some cheesecake, some ham, some cheese, some general farm goods, and made ourselves a ploughman’s for lunch. We watched some Dexter, had …

Our Honeymoon – Day 4

We had no eggs left on day four and it was a little bit rainy. This made me want to sadface all over the place, but then I remembered it was our Honeymoon, so I stopped being sad and went back to being awesome. We went to the National Marine …

Our Honeymoon – Day 3

On Day 3 we finished off the last of the farm eggs (which tasted so much better than regular eggs it must be said), and went to Brixham. I like Brixham, it has a nice atmosphere, and a nice fishy smell to it. I drank too many random beers the …

Our Honeymoon – Day 2

Sunday was Jane’s birthday. I slept very well, had a nice green tea in bed, then a bowl of Just Right and some delicious scrambled farm eggs on rustic wholemeal toast. The shower in our apartment was incredible – kind of sunk into the ground. We went off to Cockington …

Our Honeymoon – Day 1

Day one. This started at home, early Saturday morning. Unlike previous holidays, where I’ve not really been bothered about getting up early on a Saturday morning ready to travel, I don’t tend to work stupidly early on a Saturday morning anymore, so getting up at 5 in the morning hurt. …