AH, the cherry rub pipe blend, I did go through many packs of that.
But, me jaw ached all the time that a pipe was hanging out of it.
The height of sophistication it was presumed to have a pipe hanging out of yer gob.
And, yes I also chewed on cigars.
You are getting better every day off the gaspers, so say the medicos.
Yes, the pong of passive smoke did annoy.
But, by far the worst side effect of giving up them gaspers was the crawling skin when at a pub still enshrouded in gasper plumes.
It takes many moons for society to alter previously accepted attitudes.
I reflect upon images from my childhood.
The open fireplace mantle at my Grand Parents abode in the country.
A pipe rack on that mantle along with the ubiquitous mantle pendulum clock.
Cooking toast on long forks in front of that fire.
NET ZERO 2050 will definitely force some images to vanish.
That will include me beloved aussie alco weasels.
Steve.
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