Faux gaspers

Working apace on the new Guernsey Story this morning. Then broke off at lunchtime to slope off to the gym. Have eaten and drunk so many bad things in the last week, that a hair shirt sporting, gruel-based period is in the offing. But I will get Easter and Lorraine's birthday done first.

Went to Lorraine's this afternoon and stood manfully on ladders cleaning velux windows. Then off to buy Scooby Doo based presents for Oskar whose birthday it will be tomorrow. Then a large Sainsbury's shop as the there was little to eat in my house other than biscuits and a chocolate Swiss roll left by Maureen and Pat.

In the evening sloped off to meet the my musicianly mates in the Evening Star. Lorraine came too. There was one guy who is there from time to time, who was smoking e-cigarettes. One from a packet that had a USB bit that you poked into your computer and charged. The cigarettes glow when you suck them, and release a mist of supposedly harmless stuff laced with nicotine into your lungs. I had a go, and it was ghastly. The whole notion of smoking gaspers seems completely absurd to me now anyway. How could anyone think it is a good idea?

Meanwhile news from Jane... "It's going crazy. I made the Hindustani Times and American TV today!!!!!" Here is a link to her in the Daily Mail too.

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