I rented series 1 of The Smoking Room from the local library and watched it all last night. What a depressing/funny/embarrassing show. I loved it. I recognised most of the 'types' from my days as a visitor to such rooms while working in big offices. I no longer smoke, I no longer work in an office and I don't miss either of these things.
I had an M&S seafood lingweeny while watching the first episode and I've shed 9 pounds in 3 weeks.


The temperature hardly ever gets down to freezing in Blackpool (coastal sea-air etc) but this morning everything was crispy white with frost and blinding in the sunshine. Edward went mental on the beach, racing around trying to get warm.