Who remembers the joys of being seated in a comfortable chair, reading an engaging book and there on the coffee table of course would be the inevitable packet of cigarettes with ashtray overflowing and naturally a wonderful range of chocolate ripes and potato crisps? Who recalls the mental bliss of the happy brain receptors, the cosy comfort feelings and the battery recharging effects of such a powerful combination?
What sort of a silly rhetorical question is that? The real question has to be how to forget?
How might one proceed to read a book after giving up cigarettes? With the greatest caution I suspect. Allowing some small tokens of chocolate ripes and potato crisps seems to me to be a good idea, to reduce the shock. Picking a book that has an interesting dust cover may also help.
This Aprilcot I think I am ready to attempt what still might be a quite difficult task, I will try to read a book. I have chosen “The Enchanted April” by Elizabeth von Arnim.