I live with three other people in a flat. One of them had a full fry up last night, and the other one made one this morning. So I went to sleep and I've woken up to the smell and the sight of bacon and sausages. Aargh! My packs don't seem half as appealing. Very nearly caved in last night and even had a piece of bread in my hands but somehow managed to throw it away. I think this diet would be so much easier if I lived on my own. Temptation is everywhere in this house!