

As I recall, this obsession began on Gyllyngvase beach in Falmouth. For some
reason now, mercifully, lost in the
mists of time, I started collecting dog ends
from out of the sand. I stuffed them into old coffee cups, also scavenged from
the sands. I found that I could fit about 120 dog ends in one coffee cup. I had
filled 3.5 coffee cups before my Grandad found the collection and threw it in
the bin, much to my disgust. Speaking of my Grandad, I also keep his smelly old
pipe to hand. I never smoke it, although I must admit that I'm sometimes I'm tempted to try.
The picture on the left shows typical tobacco products ready to be fiddled with
- lighters, cigarettes, and slightly damaged gold paper ripe for the flattening.
More recently, I've also developed the idea of "drinking tobacco". Basically,
this is my idea to allow all non smokers to enjoy the taste of tobacco without
actually smoking. It's inspired by the old experiment where you take a slice of
potato and a slice of apple. Holding the apple under your nose, you then eat the
potato, which tastes like apple because that's what you smell.
Repeat this experiment, but for 'apple' read 'cigarette' or 'rolling baccy', for
'potato' read 'pint of lager', and for 'eat' read 'drink'. Bon appétit.
When Will it End?
This is another one which will probably run and run. I aim to have a collection
of smoking paraphernalia in my room of obsession. I definitely need some
Sobranie Cocktails in there because they come in pretty colours, and I'm told
that Black Russians are also worth a look. I have a
plan to dissect a cigarette into its component parts and set it in perspex at
some point. Once I've done that I might be able to get over this, but it's not
likely.
Loose Ends
Play Along at Home
If you smoke, you already are. If you don't, why not try collecting dog ends on
the beach and stuffing them in old coffee cups? OK, there's probably lots of
reasons why not. Don't let that stop you though.