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I did a bad thing on Saturday night.
I was playing a gig and we had a break on a rather nice terrace. I had a ripe Robusto in my cigar case but couldn't smoke it in those circumstances.
So I bummed a couple of fags off my bandmates.
What can I say?
Well, I haven't smoked a cigarette since the mid 80s. My guitarist friend had given me a menthol (???) cigarette. Then another.
Observations:
What a stupid thing in the hand!
What a stupid taste!
Where's the heaviness? The depth? The gob-filler?
What's more, this menthol thing was like smoking an Airwick. Surreal.
I've just been out and about filming something and - for the sketches and the cinema - I bought a packet of Marlboros. I've had one.
I feel naughty and if she finds out, I'm going to be sackless.
They're in my work bag. PLEASE don't tell her.
I was playing a gig and we had a break on a rather nice terrace. I had a ripe Robusto in my cigar case but couldn't smoke it in those circumstances.
So I bummed a couple of fags off my bandmates.
What can I say?
Well, I haven't smoked a cigarette since the mid 80s. My guitarist friend had given me a menthol (???) cigarette. Then another.
Observations:
What a stupid thing in the hand!
What a stupid taste!
Where's the heaviness? The depth? The gob-filler?
What's more, this menthol thing was like smoking an Airwick. Surreal.
I've just been out and about filming something and - for the sketches and the cinema - I bought a packet of Marlboros. I've had one.
I feel naughty and if she finds out, I'm going to be sackless.
They're in my work bag. PLEASE don't tell her.
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