I have smoked for donkey’s years. Most people I have ever met would probably find it hard to imagine me without a fag in hand (ooo er) and even when I worked for the fabulous Amari Hotel Group in Thailand the birthday cake they had made for me was decorated with a chocolate ashtray and rolled icing cigarettes. How sad is that?

Well, I am now officially a non-smoker. Yes, Lisa, you can pick yourself up off the floor. I no longer merit the nickname Fag Ash Lil. Although I promise hand on heart not to become one of those deeply irritating born-again smoke-free zones, I must say that if I can do it, so can anybody.

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2 Responses to “A Dying Breed”

  1. Silver Surfer says:

    Well more power to you. I think that is wonderfull- stopping the fags is NOT an easy thing to do. My husband has smoked all his adult life. I know he would give up smoking but it has such a grip on him..
    non smoking happy P

  2. Anonymous says:

    Hi ya Julie lah, I AM sooo proud of you Julie bear. Keep up the good work and lots of love from Amari. Lisaxx

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