Mea culpa… but yet another law free post, I’m afraid. I have finally decided that I am not particularly good at rolling my own cigarettes. After days of faffing about with roll ups… some that seem to be on fire as I smoke them, others pathetically thin and crumpled with the filter falling out… a friend gave me a Rizla cigarette rolling machine.
Excellent.. perfectly rolled cigarettes… and even a doctor told me that they were healthier as he borrowed my machine to roll a perfect cigarette for himself. We did, of course, go outside…. I do prefer rolling tobacco to ordinary cigarettes now … even if I look a bit weird fooling about with Rizla papers, shag, filters, a machine and then tapping the tobacco at one end, filter at the other, with a matchstick before going out, as I did at 7.00 this evening, into heavy winds to smoke a cigarette with four others outside The Bollo.
I will use my ‘best endeavours’ to return to some legal content to my posts soon…
On that note… Buona notte…
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If you feel the need for some law tonight, after reading this, please feel free to peruse my blogroll. There are a few law blogs in the roll where law is actually discussed. Not many, I grant you, in the UK blogosphere… but… that is part of the pleasure… exploration. Go where no man has been before etc etc … be a master of the universe… Be Columbus… and don’t worry about the doughnut shaped particles in space discussed in Stephen Hawkings’ most enjoyable television programme last night. They are benign. I have several of them in my study as I write tonight…
There is a downside to smoking roll ups. A friend said tonight … “Next you will be smoking spliffs.” I did not feel the need, unlike half the Cabinet, to confess to the sins of my youth… nor make admissions.. nor did I go to Eton.
Charon QC 