well, what can i say. i am under some pressure, look you see, and partially it is self inflicted.
my social circle is perhaps not so wide in diameter, circumference or radius as you may think, but all the same it does exist. i mentioned to one or two of them that i was in all likelihood going to engage in some shag action in the not too distant future. this has quite excited them, and they are keen for progress reports and updates.
thus far, then, i have not done it. partially this is down to the pressure i feel under because of my friends perfectly understandable interest and excitement. i find that i cannot freely roll with the shag as i am worried about disappointing. no matter, then, for this post is intended as a sort of work in progress or if you like update on the shag action.
yes, indeed. we are not talking about any old ordinary shag i am proposing to have here, this is the finest of the fine, or if you like the bestest of the best. that there is indeed a pack, or if you like packet or perhaps maybe pocket, of bali shag.
as it happens no, i know next to nothing about loose leaf, roll it yourself tobacco. so, i am quite sorry if this is not the best out there. my understanding is that it is, though, as my mate Spiros got it for me. why would he get me anything but the best?
no, i am not really a "rollies" type of chap usually. this would be because i am not very good at rolling cigarettes, or at least i was not the last time i attempted to. which would have been some 25 or so years ago. so yes, i am plucking up the courage to try.
one chum not to have put any pressure on me is Magic. he has not expressed any interest at all in what i smoke or how i go about it. as a thank you, there are some abandoned shoes pictured above. for some reason he really likes seeing images of garments, in particular footwear, what has been cast aside.
provenance of these shoes? on a bit just outside that open air theatre in Scarborough. i think these were on the night of the James Arthur concert. which would make sense, really. everything about James Arthur, with particular emphasis on the proliferation of spent or otherwise discarded prophylactics in the immediate area of the venue, suggests he is the sort of musical act what attracts ladies who would merrily dump shoes in celebration of seeing him.
what happened when i last tried to roll cigarettes for myself? most of the specific details would be lost in time. from what i can recall, i could never get an even spread of the tobacco, or "baccy" if you wish to have me use the proper working class, proletariat term for it, and i always got the cigarette papers far too wet when i licked them to seal it all up.
other than shoes, i also saw this notice on my travels. at first i thought this was a sad reflection of our times, a period in which brutal, greedy landlords and useless, workshy types were leading us down the road to ruin. but the last part gives me hope. this business intends to come back, then, out of hibernation when landlords are not so demanding and a new generation works out that one needs to work to get ahead in this life. bravo them, and hopefully they are back soon. whatever they do.
indeed, i have made suitable preparations for as and when i have a go at this shag business. well, i have gone and invested in some cigarette papers, as well as some sort of filter things for these cigarettes. the idea of me being able to roll a fag so well that the filter is in place where it should be is an interesting one, for a start.
what cigarette papers did i go for? i didn't, in truth. i was down the shop buying regular, already made cigarettes and remembered that i would need some papers in order to do the shag. i simply asked the bloke for a pack, and when i said i had no idea what sort or type or size, he decided for me some rizla green ones would be adequate.
do i have any confidence in me being able to pull this off? not really. my suspicion is that it will all be a futile, dull and disappointing attempt to do the shag any sort of justice. sure, i mean, yes, i will give it my bestest of best efforts, but i doubt it will come out quite how either Spiros or my other chums anticipate.
and what of Spiros? well, these days he seems to have been troubling the more equatorial of regions. which makes sense, really. my understanding is that there are a lot of seas and oceans, bodies of water if you will, around the equatorial regions of our planet. which means one would usually or presumably meet sailors there with relative ease.
for all i know yes, this image was taken with the bottle of beer on the equatorial line. Spiros is presumably south of it, but it could be north i guess depending on angles and all that sort of thing. don't them magnetic poles change from time to time anyhow?
righty right, yes, then, that will be just about that for all of this. will i, as and when i get to all of this shag business, share some images of me at the business end of it? of course. if nothing else, my horrid attempts at it all may well provide some amusement for some of you/
oh yes, remember, smoking is bad for you, don't do it, quit, etc, etc...........
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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