Some of the ideas for posts on this blogs are sometimes well thought out; others are deep-seated opinions that have been formed over many years. Then there are the ones where I try and do a Dr Strangelove and try and be subversively funny but in a serious way. I shall let you decide which group the water ban goes under. Since my time in France I have mentioned how fascinated I was with smoking. Both France and England, especially at school age seem to agree that smoking is somewhat cool and makes the future lung cancer patient more mature. The little things that you pick up when trying to emulate those around you seem to be forgotten by many. I picked up on the differences, especially when a woman smokes and now take pride in the fact that I have another useless conversation to have in a pub. The French are nurturing smokers, the hold the butt quite close to the knuckles and also near the beginning of the filter. You could say that they are using the filter as a device to measure where to smoke. The English seem to be repulsed at the fact that smoking a cigarette, which is a shame because so many people do it. The cigarette is held at arms length at all times. As if the smoke itself will kill them, the puffs are long but not well paced and sometimes the cigarette can burn out with only three puffs. The Americans when they smoke take it as if they where working out. Short quick puffs with a full arm movement. The French like to keep it close; bending the elbow would be pointless. The Americans look at it as if they where doing curls with a barbell. (I would go into a random point if this was the pub and you (the reader) were male). Next time just look out for it, or if you are stuck for conversation point that out, I would suggest jazz it up a bit, add social commentary and a bit of humour. Also you could talk about my favourite artist and his love of girls smoking. Sasnal is amazing.