Today I visit Hever Castle in Kent. Getting out of the city and into the wide open countryside feels great. The weather is a mixture of sunshine and those wonderfully big fluffy clouds that then pour hard for twenty minutes at a time. In short, a fairly ordinary English day out in the country! The gardens are lush, if damp and the rain has brought out the smell of the tudor roses. I am aware that my sense of smell is much better. The air so clean and smells sweet. I can smell certain flowers from a good 30 metres away downwind!
The castle is followed by a visit to a lovely old country pub on a hill side. There is a man smoking a huge cigar right by the door. I can barely breathe entering and the smell permeated the whole place.
The pub is on the edge of a hillside and has a wonderful view down into a valley. Sitting n the garden, I have a pint of 'proper' local English ale. I also have half a roll up…
I have to admit, I really enjoyed it, but after half, I'd had enough and put it down. I am aware of feeling 'smoky' through the afternoon and that I cannot smell things as well as earlier in the day.
I am a little bit wary that it might make me want to start smoking again, but I know that I am still resolved.
I read that it is not unusual for people to lapse and have a cheeky few puffs when they are quitting. Some of my frinds have admitted this happening in the first few months. They all, however gave the advice of not to tell anyone as you'll get a hard time. As I have no secrets here, writing this blog, I have to agree! Everyone get off my back! ;-)
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