Smoking. It’s not a good idea. Unless you’re Mount Etna of course, in which case I’ll let you off.
Shana, who is making steady progress at drastically cutting her tobacco consumption with a view to stopping completely in due course, was busy distracting herself from the contents of a small pouch of tobacco this afternoon, by reading and re-reading the health warnings on the packet.
‘It says here that”Smoking seriously harms you and those around you”,’ she said. ‘Yes,’ I said, wondering what was coming next. You’ll never guess what did come next though.
‘Does that mean,’ said Shana, ‘that if I don’t smoke seriously nobody will come to any harm?’
‘Well, since you put it like that,’ I said, ‘I suppose you must be right.’
And so from now on, in a bid to be harmless to herself and the rest of the world, Shana will, for the rest of her smoking days, smoke in a flippant manner, maybe waving her arms about like a windmill or doing silly walks or funny voices. Anything except from smoking seriously. Different methods of stopping work for different people of course, But for Shana, steady reduction seems best. Cold chicken is not an option 🙂