Did anyone else's parents smoke in the house

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I sort of can't believe they did really. This wasn't years and years ago either, 90s and early 00s. How could they be so selfish?

Yes and it still winds me up to this day - inflicting that disgusting habit on children who have no choice but to breathe it in. So wrong and selfish.

Yes. Everyone did, my parents, grandparents, family friends. In the 70s you were surrounded by smokers. I remember being made to sit on the top deck of the bus so mum could smoke on the half hour trip into town.

Yes chain smoking parents. Me and my siblings must have stunk to high heaven.

Yes mine too in 1980s and in the car on the way to school. I was born with a congenial heart and lung issue- I had so many chest infections as a child. Which I no longer suffer from since leaving home.

Both parents smoked all the way through our childhood. In the house , in the car. DF stopped when he was around 50 and my dM smoked heaviky up til the day she was taken in to hospital at th age of 80. She was a nuurse and i believe (but could be wrong) she smoked through her pregnacies as well. Family stopped visiting with the kids but she wouldn't stop. ( would never smoke in our homes though).

It was a different time and lots of parents didvit, but as a teacher i knew lots of parents who still smoked inside you can smell it on clothes but especially on reading bags/books. It makes me sad to think we as kids must have stunk, but also my DD we lived at DPs when she was little!

I used to sit at my grandads feet with a tin of golden Virginia and a packet of Rizlas making his roll ups for him. Mad times.

My grandparents did. DHs stepmother still does - she won’t visit us because we don’t allow smoking in the house - not that anyone else has ever asked to…

My parents smoked at home and in the car. My mum used to smoke while cooking too - she’d stand there stirring food with a cigarette in her mouth… I m sure ash used to drop in…..

Just another contributory factor to me leaving home at 18….

Yep! We smoked in the house when I was at uni (not a million years ago!) and it seems really mad now to think of it

Forgot to say, I think FIL was very disappointed that DH and his siblings didn’t smoke,
he saw it as a personal attack on his choices. He was (and MIL) in total denial that smoking had any effect on your health at all. He died of lung cancer and MILs lungs were failing at the end.

Me too ! He had a wee machine to roll them neatly.

My dad smoked freely when I was young. He repainted the sitting room every year because of the stains.

My parents and grandparents did in the house/ car/ beautiful nature walks, the beach. When all the uncles and aunts got together we could barely see each other.

I have always hated the smells. I say smells became there was fresh smoke, blown out smoke, stale smoke, after smoking breath, furniture and clothing holding smoke, hair/skin smells. All repulsive and disgusting in their own magical way. Saddest was our beautiful pets and school uniforms stinking of smoke.

No doubt they knew it was horrible for non smokers, smelly and unhealthy...it was well known from the 80s and me screaming and crying my mum would get black lungs started in the late 80s.

But they were INCREDIBLY nasty and defensive to any criticism. No concession, no apologies, instant rage if asked to crack a window. If I had said stop smoking or you won't see me or your grandkids, they would have chosen smoking. I didn't dare, just worked very hard to engineer outdoor meetings. They will smoke outside at mine but throw the ends and the ash in the garden...wtf do they think happens to them?

I am sympathetic to addiction but won't get over the attitude and damage.

Yep. I was born in the 70s. Mum smoked when pregnant with me. Mum, dad, aunts, uncles, family friends, all smoked around me when I was tiny. I remember coughing a lot!

My mum did in the 70s and 80s - she smoked in the bath and whilst she was doing the ironing. It was just different then - people didn't understand the effects of passive smoking. Every house had ashtrays. The same with pubs, cinemas, buses...can you even imagine that it was once legal to smile on planes??

Yes my DF did back in the 70's & 80's.
I hope there's nothing you are doing now that risks only become apparent in years to come with that attitude.

My mum.always did. In the car too. And a few sneaky ones while pregnant.

My Dad did - 70s to mid 80s, he used to rest them on window sills/ coffee table etc and forget so they'd leave a burn mark. My Mum would go mad at him. Gran smoked in the house too, I'd be sent to the shop buy them, one shop insisted on a note from my Dad.

My mum used to smoke while cooking too - she’d stand there stirring food with a cigarette in her mouth… I m sure ash used to drop in…..

That was my gran, she'd let the ash get to amazing lengths, we thought it went in the food too 😆

No my parents didn’t smoke but I had 3 friends who had both parents smoking in the house. One was especially surprising as growing up in a working class area, her parents were more middle class which was quite unusual and her dad was a teacher. I don’t think she’s a smoker from what I know (I’d say 99% certain she’s not) and neither is one other friend. Her dad died of cancer when he was 47. Friend does suffer with a bad chest and always gets a bad chest infection with every cold (is overweight too though). Third friend was allowed to smoke inside and in her bedroom from age 15 when her brother tragically died. This was the 80’s largely, early 90’s.

Yes, my Dad smoked all through my childhood until I was about 15. He gave up then restarted and gave up again, whet close relatives died of cancer. I developed asthma the year I turned 40; I’m sure that was from passive smoking. Cigarette smoke is a trigger for my asthma now.

Remembering the two staff rooms at school, the smoking one and the non-smoking one and our gym teacher (!) who absolutely reeked of it!

My Dad smoked cigars. Grandad smoked the pipe and Gran smoked fags in a fancy Bett Lynch holder. I was a 70s kid. Smoking was everywhere. It was a rarity not to have a smoker at home where I came from.

Yes and in the car with us kids. Child of the 70s.
I absolutely hated it 😞

My father did all the time until he was made redundant when I was about 6, had to give it up for financial reasons, realised how much it reeks and never touched another one.

My grandparents used to chain smoke both when we went to their house and if we ever went anywhere in the car. I hated it. It was like trying to breathe through a duvet, and it made everything, including us, stink.

At the time, I had long hair, so that always had to be washed when we came back from my grandparents', because the smell if it wrapped itself around my face was unbearable and it would linger on my pillow if I didn't. Occasionally, they used to send us home with leftover homemade sponge cake. At their house it was hard to tell in the general fug, but out of that environment it was very obvious the cake tasted entirely of ashtray, was inedible, and certainly shouldn't have been consumed on the premises either.

To this day, the smell of tobacco smoke makes me choke and heave. The upstairs neighbour sometimes smokes weed and the smoke blows into my flat, but I wouldn't dream of reporting him because he'd just smoke more tobacco if I did, and I hate the smell of that blowing into my flat more. It's a habit that affects people who don't indulge in it more than any other habit, and I won't be at all sorry if it's banned.

My parents smoked in the 70’s when I was born but both quit when I was a toddler. I don’t ever remember them smoking. DH’s parents both smoked and I remember it being a thick fog when I used to visit. My Mum
even thought DH smoked because his clothes smelt strongly of smoke. DH was hospitalized for pneumonia as a child and put in an oxygen tent.

FIL passed away a few years ago - more than likely the smoking caused the cancer he had. MIL gave up smoking probably a decade ago

My parents smoked in the house all through my childhood. I can remember cuddling my mum on the sofa, whilst she was smoking a cigarette! I lived with them until I was 28 and hated smelling of smoke all the time. I'm a smoker myself, but I don't smoke heavily, and always outside. Dad stopped smoking in the house when my mum died, although he's started to smoke indoors again because he's terminally ill and struggles to get outside. It's one of his few pleasures he has left nowadays. I hate taking my dd6 to see him because of the smoke, but she'd never be able to see him otherwise, and he hasn't got a lot of time left. So I have to settle with seating her next to an open window when we're there. It's bloody foul though.