In ‘Simons’ having breakfast this morning and I started off by sitting at a wee table with a socket next to it, so that I could recharge my computer once the battery ran low. Now, the restuarant is quite big and the place was quite empty and I was, therefore, a trifle irritated when two guys came in and sat down right beside me; an irritation, which grew when one of them placed a packet of cigarretes on the table in front of him. The packet of cigarretes was soon opened, I moved to a table a bit further away and it was, all in all, hardly dramatic. Nevertheless, a point has to be made!
The fact that my privacy is being invaded would never dawn on this chap and why would or rather could it? A big chunk of my adult life has been spent in bars and cafes and, although now it is completely unacceptable to smoke in most places in Western Europe, that has not always been the case and for a long, long time I accepted cigarrete smoke as natural consequence of socialising. That has changed in most countries in the European Union and I can actually imagine a day in the not too distant futures when people will say things like, “do you remember when people used to smoke in bars?” However, the smoking is only a part of the problem.