Boris Bajic
Guest
I packed it in about 20 years ago as parenthood drew near. I rather enjoyed it and would have continued with pleasure.
Before quitting,I'd show up at the start of a half-marathon with a ciggie and a lighter in my sock.
I still like to be around the smell of fresh cigarette smoke, although the pleasure wanes when it's stale.
I no longer enjoy coffee, brandy or red wine as much as I did - the cigarette was a perfect partner to them all.
On the plus side? I'm considerable less poor than I would be and I can still run up several flights of stairs.
I cannot get upset about people smoking, but am amazed at the kerfuffle people make about quitting. You just stop putting lit cigarettes in your mouth. Of course it isn't easy, but nor is maths A-Level. Stop bleating about quitting; it's not sexy.
All these patches and ciggie substitutes are a fabulous growth indudtry, but little else.
Thank you.
Before quitting,I'd show up at the start of a half-marathon with a ciggie and a lighter in my sock.
I still like to be around the smell of fresh cigarette smoke, although the pleasure wanes when it's stale.
I no longer enjoy coffee, brandy or red wine as much as I did - the cigarette was a perfect partner to them all.
On the plus side? I'm considerable less poor than I would be and I can still run up several flights of stairs.
I cannot get upset about people smoking, but am amazed at the kerfuffle people make about quitting. You just stop putting lit cigarettes in your mouth. Of course it isn't easy, but nor is maths A-Level. Stop bleating about quitting; it's not sexy.
All these patches and ciggie substitutes are a fabulous growth indudtry, but little else.
Thank you.
