I have just quit smoking, which is obviously not interesting at all. It’s about the twelfth time I’ve quit smoking in the past seven months. This is also not interesting. But look, it’s been a journey. I smoked the cigarette I thought would be my last cigarette in February 2018, in the car park of Homerton Hospital. It was, and I feel this is important, a Marlboro Gold. I had been smoking Marlboro Golds for about a decade at that point, maybe more. I started smoking because I was a dumb teenager and I thought it looked cool and would make me skinny and Marlboros were what Kate Moss smoked, and I loved Kate Moss because she embodied in an almost saintly way much of what I wanted to be at that point (cool, skinny). At fifteen I would have canonised Kate Moss if I could. I hid smoking unsuccessfully from my parents by smoking out of my bedroom window and dropping fag ends in the gutter and hoping it would rain before it caught fire and burned the house down. I maintain a suspicion that I would be taller if I hadn’t started smoking so early. Indie sleaze has cost us so much. But I digress.
on smoking (again)
on smoking (again)
on smoking (again)
I have just quit smoking, which is obviously not interesting at all. It’s about the twelfth time I’ve quit smoking in the past seven months. This is also not interesting. But look, it’s been a journey. I smoked the cigarette I thought would be my last cigarette in February 2018, in the car park of Homerton Hospital. It was, and I feel this is important, a Marlboro Gold. I had been smoking Marlboro Golds for about a decade at that point, maybe more. I started smoking because I was a dumb teenager and I thought it looked cool and would make me skinny and Marlboros were what Kate Moss smoked, and I loved Kate Moss because she embodied in an almost saintly way much of what I wanted to be at that point (cool, skinny). At fifteen I would have canonised Kate Moss if I could. I hid smoking unsuccessfully from my parents by smoking out of my bedroom window and dropping fag ends in the gutter and hoping it would rain before it caught fire and burned the house down. I maintain a suspicion that I would be taller if I hadn’t started smoking so early. Indie sleaze has cost us so much. But I digress.