I ditched combustion in March 2018, after 30y of what can only be described as true dedication to smoking.
As christmas approached, I rolled myself a special one as a treat for xmas day. I looked forward to it for ages.
When the day arrived, I necked down a mince pie, opened the window, looked out over the cityscape, lit the fucker and started to smoke it. Ahhh...aaagggggg it tasted like shit and I ditched it after a couple of tokes.
Never again! Amazing how quickly the body gets used to not inhaling smoke.