Yeah, I know, smokers stink, what about Roy Castle, you make my clothes smell, cancer sticks, idiot sticks etc. But there was something nice about having a pint and a fag, or a cup of tea and a fag, or watching telly with a fag, or punctuating the good bit of a book with a fag, or staying up all night writing an essay with a hundred fags. I miss it. Plus these days people seem to be offended by a fag even in the open air, or by vaping which as far as I can make out is similar in effect to standing next to a boiling kettle. Anybody else nostalgic for days gone by when tenants could do as they liked in their own living-rooms?