Sitting here in a roof terrace, espresso, call to prayer ringing out. Smell of wood smoke, jasmine and exotic life. Warmth and colour, freedom and life milling all around below, it’s easy to believe you have all the possibilities in life available to you. But…
Not easy to not want a cig when the entire world around you smoke and you are staying in the most perfect place to sit outside with cold beer and cigarette! Damn giving up, should’ve waited till after Marrakech.
So I’ve been to: Belgium, Burkina Faso, Benin, Switzerland, Egypt, France, UK, Ghana, Gambia, Greece, Hong Kong, Indonesia, Ireland, India, Italy, Japan, Sri Lanka, Morocco, Mali, Mauritania, Malta, Mauritius, Malaysia, Netherlands, Portugal, Singapore, Senegal, Togo, Thailand and the U.S.A. I know there are a couple more I can’t think of at the moment, but that’ll do to be going on with.
I love seeing, feeling and experiencing new places, tastes, smells and sounds. I get bored quite quickly, I can do a lot of repetitive things and then something goes snap and I need something new. I have lived and visited some fabulous places in my life and thought I would like to add them to the blog. It is generally when I’m in one of these places I have ideas for writing. In fact, this very blog came from a thought when I was looking at this cat, So, in a way, it is all down to this cat that Charley Speakes exists on WordPress.
Today is officially one month of not smoking. I believe I can say I am a non smoker with conviction now. For the first time eveeeeer I actually cleared the house of smoking paraphernalia – that is a commitment – particularly when one is as addicted as me. I have to say I was quite shocked when I looked at what I had collected over the years.
I have varied with shop bought ciggies – packets of 20, tried the packets of 10 thing to try and give up, but they changed the law on that.