Excuse My Language But This Weather Is Shite.
It’s making all the intelligent people become blithering fools. It’s also miserable for the smokers in the building opposite me. Through the falling rain I see them creep, weighed down by the pressure of society’s disapproval, onto balconies swept by wind and rain. In fact, it’s so cold outside today that it might hail.
It must be lonely to be a smoker. Also, apparently now that there is no cigarette smoke to provide a forgiving tobacco haze, at nightclubs and bars, all people notice now is your foul breath and smelly armpits.