Whassup? I miss much?
So - I moved to Cyprus. Well, somebody had to. We had a rough start, when my beloved Schnauzer was mauled by a mistreated village dog and died. We soldiered on, and are getting ourselves back on an even keel. Smoking? It's 5 years now. I still get the odd urge, nothing that would compel me to smoke, more a passing thought.
Cyprus is a bit hot for kilt-wearing, so I have a nice line in sarongs (Bakon, still your pounding heart).
Not smoking related - I have varicose veins, so have to wear compression stockings. Perfect for a hot climate. ? Me being me, I have found a nice line in shocking pink, stripes, polka dots etc...It's quite a look.