Hi,

I read the thread about the price of cigarettes with the self-satisfied glow that someone who has given up for 4 years can feel. I was reminded of a poem I heard on the radio when I was giving up, I believe it was written by the English comic actor Allister Sims Alastair Sim.

It starts off...

MY WORD I DO FEEL HEALTHY

....and goes on to describe all the agonies of giving up the dreaded weed in a very amusing way.

I would like to show this to Angela who is going through the process at present but I have been unable to find it anywhere.

If anyone has the words or could point me in the right direction I would be grateful.

Best regards

Chris