Lent. That time of year when Christians torment themselves for forty days. Ever the sucker, I decided to join in the self-denial and test my willpower for the duration. My two major vices are sweets and swearing. I contemplated giving up both of them together, but then realised that I need at least one of them to get through the day. I shall therefore give up sweets, since they are more expensive. Hence Lent turns into a matter of fiscal policy rather than pious devotion.
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