ThroughThickAndThin I've never smoked and neither has DH or our siblings their partners or their children AFAIK. My parents smoked but gave up about 40 years ago. DH's mum gave up about 15 years ago.
Their decision to smoke didn't affect any of us either way. I never wanted to do it but neither did I find it disgusting. But I was always a bit scared that the police might arrest my mum when they changed the buses from double deckers where you could smoke on top, to single deckers which were non-smoking, and she'd go down the back and duck behind the seats like she was 14.
Hardly any of our friends do either but there's a hard core of around 10 of them all aged 35 to 65 who are the ones who gag for cheap fags when I go on holiday. It's quite funny when they hand over their wish lists and say: 'Oh well, perhaps you should get his this time because you got mine last time and I don't want you to get into trouble for bringing back too many EXCEPT I'M A FUCKING ADDICT AND IT'S BANKRUPTING ME AND I REALLY WANT YOU TO.'
I feel like Bad Santa.
I work with most of them and I do get a bit sick of shivering outside pubs with them but otherwise I'd have to sit indoors on my own.
The only young person I know is 16 and he's the son of one of that group of 10. They sneakily smoke together as an act of rebellion against the wife/mum - like as if she's a Gorgon.
It's so childish. The 16 year old is only a child so that's excusable. But though I don't doubt his dad loves him, it's so stupid.