In a Zoom online meeting today, Simon Clark asked me whether my recent spell in hospital had changed my attitude to smoking. Unfortunately, due to some unknown technical problem, nobody could hear my reply.
What I meant to say was that during my 2 weeks in hospital, I hardly ever wanted a cigarette. The idea barely crossed my mind at all. So I didn’t suffer at all. But as soon as I was home again, I lit up and carried on smoking like I’d never stopped. And I’ve been smoking roll-ups for nearly 50 years.
What does that mean? What it seems to mean is that I’m not so much addicted to tobacco as habituated to tobacco. It’s a habit of mine, and one among many habits, which also include drinking tea all day. It’s part of the rhythm of my day. In hospital all my habits were suspended.
Also, like Barry, I have no health issues with tobacco. I was in hospital because (I think) I got a mild version of the coronavirus that had just started to go round. Smoking was no part of my reason for being in hospital.
Anyway, now that I’m back home, I smoke just as much as I ever did. And I intend to carry on smoking, I have no wish whatever to quit, And I have no belief in its imagined dangers.
It was nice to see Juliette Tworsey at the meeting. I met her in a pub garden outside Swindon over 10 years ago, with the members of her band, Firebug. So nice to encounter her in person again.
Next time I hope there are no technical problems.