Smoking ban

[oor_wullie]

as im a truck driver i cant smoke in my truck cab because of this law... as it's classed as my work place whit a lot of CR*P!!!

 

so i have stopped for 4 weeks noo and still craving for a fag... so if your out and see an irate trucker do kens its me

[Pooks]

As far as I'm aware your drinking, coughing, farting and laughing doesn't kill the people you are out socialising with.

 

You've obviously never been out socialising with me then

 

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't force my habit on anyone and would go out of my way to move or extinguish the offending object if asked to do so. It IS a dirty habit, there is no denying that. You have to laugh though when someone turns their nose up at you for smoking and then drives off in their 15 year old Land Rover releasing far more pollutants into the air than the cigarette would ever have done.

[peeriebryan]

You have to laugh though when someone turns their nose up at you for smoking and then drives off in their 15 year old Land Rover releasing far more pollutants into the air than the cigarette would ever have done.

Good point

[JAStewart]

The sooner the smoking ban comes the better. I can't wait to be able to go out and for it to smell a bit better. Smokers cannot claim that banning smoking in public places is a breach of their human rights when they themselves are: killing themselves and affecting those around them.

 

Smoking is a huge turn off for me too. I've kissed someone who's smoked and god damn, its awful. Lets say a hot woman strolls past... i'll look, unless she lights up a fag, then her beauty is totally destroyed by an image of one of the most disgusting things ever.

[Njugle]

I've kissed someone who's smoked and god damn, its awful. Lets say a hot woman strolls past... i'll look, unless she lights up a fag, then her beauty is totally destroyed by an image of one of the most disgusting things ever.

 

For all you know her breath may have been worse without the fags! It happens!!

[JAStewart]

I've kissed someone who's smoked and god damn, its awful. Lets say a hot woman strolls past... i'll look, unless she lights up a fag, then her beauty is totally destroyed by an image of one of the most disgusting things ever.

 

For all you know her breath may have been worse without the fags! It happens!!

 

 

Funny you should say that actually... it is happening to me

[PoolHaddock]

Funny you should say that actually... it is happening to me

 

He he he.......what, bad breath? (damn it.....I am finding it increasingly hard to pick an appropriate "Emoticon")

[JustMe]

Last time I kissed a smoker I had been off the fags for a year or so. One kiss and I was back on them within a few days.

[Muppet]

Just seen an intersting question posed on a bbc discussion about the ban.

 

If you are smoking in your home and a burglar breaks in, do you have to stub out quickly as it is his place of work??

[BigMouth]

There is going to be terrible carnage if this weather keeps up.

 

Piles of dead smokers who have all succumbed to hypothermia blocking up the pavements.

 

Look on the bright side though, another sexual opportunity!

[JAStewart]

Its true to think though, that if Rage Against The Washing Machine play another wheel bar gig, it will be sweatier and smellier.

[Ally]

I've kissed someone who's smoked and god damn, its awful. Lets say a hot woman strolls past... i'll look, unless she lights up a fag, then her beauty is totally destroyed by an image of one of the most disgusting things ever.

 

For all you know her breath may have been worse without the fags! It happens!!

 

 

Funny you should say that actually... it is happening to me

 

Yeah, those smoking girls are total pigs...

 

http://smoking-sweethearts.com/images/lynn_pall_mall_010.JPG

[Ally]

I smoke.

 

I really, really like it.

 

I probably smoke about 2-5 cigarettes a day (regal king-size) and about 20 a night when I'm on the lash.

 

There are few feelings, to me, as satisfying as your first after work pint on a Friday in the pub, accompanied by a ciggie.

 

Yes, it's bad for me. Yes, I will give up before I'm 30 (3 years after which I'll have the same chance of getting cancer as a lifelong non-smoker, according to last weeks Stop Smoking campaign).

 

As for smoking being a smelly habit, well, that's a fact that can't be denied, but what if you happen to like the smell?

 

I always enjoyed the smell of tabs. I used to go to the folk festival with my parents as a bairn and can vividly remember the smell of smoke from ciggies in the venue and how I always found it quite pleasing.

 

Passive smoking is apparently more than a just a nuisance and you'll end up in chemo if you sit in a smoky pub (according to the government ads). I can't say that I agree and I'm not the only one, although maybe that's a discussion for another thread.

 

As for the ban, I’m in favour. Smoking is a bad habit and can’t be good for you. However, like most bad habits (Booze, drugs, casual sex, junk food etc) it’s not always easy to resist temptation.

 

I'll leave you with a quote from Frasier, in which his female companion describes exactly why she still enjoys a smoke

 

 

I like the way a fresh firm pack feels in my hand. I like peeling away that little piece of cellophane and seeing it twinkle in the light.

 

I like coaxing that first sweet cylinder out of its hiding place and bringing it slowly up to my lips, striking a match, watching it burst into a perfect little flame and knowing that soon that flame will be inside me.

 

I love the first puff, pulling it into my lungs, little fingers of smoke filling me, caressing me, feeling that warmth penetrate deeper and deeper until

 

I think I'm going to burst and then whoosh! Watching it flow out of me in a lovely sinuous cloud, no two ever quite the same...

[BigMouth]

My Dad liked to smoke. He liked to smoke a lot. My earliest memories was of packets of Capstan Full Strength (unfiltered) stacked on the sideboard at home. He would moan if he couldn't get them. Not all tobacconists stocked them. He was resigned to smoking Park Drive until he could next get his beloved Capstans.

 

He was a gentle man, big, proud and muscular. Never let the weather bother him. He walked to work in the factory whereas his fellow workers took the bus. He told me that it was only seven miles away so hardly a walk at all. Sometimes he would practically dig his way to work through the snow.

 

His job was a hard one and often required overtime. One day, so utterly exhausted from his work, he arrived home, turned the key in the lock and fell asleep standing up. He was found by a neighbour some hours later, his legs poking out of the door, close to death from hypothermia.

 

When your Dad smokes 80 a day its likely that you will smoke. I took it up at 13 to be one of the lads. Cheap duty free fags saw me get up to 40 a day. Fifteen years ago asthma came to visit, but by this stage I was a hardened smoker. If I couldn't get to the end of the fag because my lungs were shutting down there was always the inhaler to open them up again.

 

I would visit my Dad when I could. He had moved onto Woodbines and had cut dowwn to 40 a day "for his health". The walls of his house were brown and nicotine was running down the window frames.

 

One day the call came. It was his sister. The news was that Dad had lung cancer. I went to see him. It was terminal and there was not much hope of any longevity of his life. He was fiercely independent so I expected him to say no when I asked if I could move in and look after him for what were to be the last few months of his life. I was stunned when he agreed.

 

The last 6 months of his life were the hardest of mine. At 59 Dad was still a very fit looking man, but the lung cancer was gnawing away at him. I could see the change in him when the cancer travelled to his brain. His balance went completely and sometimes you could see him trying to focus his brain and struggling with it. He went in and out of the hospice to give me a rest. Looking after an independent person 24 hours a day is very draining, especially as I didn't even have a bed to sleep in. I slept in a chair for 6 months. At times his coughing would keep me awake most of the night. I had never known abject fatigue before then.

 

Gradually his physique withered away to nothing as the morphine dosage increased. I left the hospice that night knowing that it would be his last night. Sure enough the call came. My Dad was dead.

 

Throughout the last months of his life he would tell me that he never regretted smoking, even though it was undoubtedly the cause of his cancer.

 

Not a day goes by where I don't think of him. I still miss him terribly. He may not have regretted smoking taking his life, but it is me that lives with it every day.

 

My advice to smokers:

 

Think about what you may do to those that love you.

[Ally]

My Dad liked to smoke. He liked to smoke a lot. My earliest memories was of packets of Capstan Full Strength (unfiltered) stacked on the sideboard at home. He would moan if he couldn't get them. Not all tobacconists stocked them. He was resigned to smoking Park Drive until he could next get his beloved Capstans.

 

He was a gentle man, big, proud and muscular. Never let the weather bother him. He walked to work in the factory whereas his fellow workers took the bus. He told me that it was only seven miles away so hardly a walk at all. Sometimes he would practically dig his way to work through the snow.

 

His job was a hard one and often required overtime. One day, so utterly exhausted from his work, he arrived home, turned the key in the lock and fell asleep standing up. He was found by a neighbour some hours later, his legs poking out of the door, close to death from hypothermia.

 

When your Dad smokes 80 a day its likely that you will smoke. I took it up at 13 to be one of the lads. Cheap duty free fags saw me get up to 40 a day. Fifteen years ago asthma came to visit, but by this stage I was a hardened smoker. If I couldn't get to the end of the fag because my lungs were shutting down there was always the inhaler to open them up again.

 

I would visit my Dad when I could. He had moved onto Woodbines and had cut dowwn to 40 a day "for his health". The walls of his house were brown and nicotine was running down the window frames.

 

One day the call came. It was his sister. The news was that Dad had lung cancer. I went to see him. It was terminal and there was not much hope of any longevity of his life. He was fiercely independent so I expected him to say no when I asked if I could move in and look after him for what were to be the last few months of his life. I was stunned when he agreed.

 

The last 6 months of his life were the hardest of mine. At 59 Dad was still a very fit looking man, but the lung cancer was gnawing away at him. I could see the change in him when the cancer travelled to his brain. His balance went completely and sometimes you could see him trying to focus his brain and struggling with it. He went in and out of the hospice to give me a rest. Looking after an independent person 24 hours a day is very draining, especially as I didn't even have a bed to sleep in. I slept in a chair for 6 months. At times his coughing would keep me awake most of the night. I had never known abject fatigue before then.

 

Gradually his physique withered away to nothing as the morphine dosage increased. I left the hospice that night knowing that it would be his last night. Sure enough the call came. My Dad was dead.

 

Throughout the last months of his life he would tell me that he never regretted smoking, even though it was undoubtedly the cause of his cancer.

 

Not a day goes by where I don't think of him. I still miss him terribly. He may not have regretted smoking taking his life, but it is me that lives with it every day.

 

My advice to smokers:

 

Think about what you may do to those that love you.

 

I'm sorry to hear about your dad. I am certainly not trying to trivialise the damage smoking can do, although I'll admit that my last post was a bit flippant. My grandfather died at 60 - he smoked about 60 a day.

 

I smoke (as I said earlier) about 2-5 a day, more at the weekends.

 

No one is denying that heavy smoking is bad for you, all I'm trying to say is that the demonising of smokers as stinky anti-social murderers doesn't add up.