Tag: Cuban

Batten Down The Hatches

This is going to be a long one. Buckle up, batten down the hatches, bury grudges, make friends – our friend Covid 19 is here to stay, like an unwanted mother in law at Christmas. Bah Humbug.

Myths & Legends About The Lurgy

When does the scaremongering end and the truth begin? Should we laugh off this latest attack on our mortality, maintain decent hygiene as a matter of course and get on with our lives, or lock the doors, hunker down with a good supply of food and medicines and twitch the net curtain while riding things out?

Aback, Much Woe, Cigars in The Snow

For the first time this Winter, it snowed this morning. Not the wonderful thick, dry, blanket of snow that one remembers from childhood, which threw a shroud over the land in a couple of hours and transformed a boring daily routine into a scene from a magical movie.

Let’s Get Regional

As well as the ‘everyday’, current production Cuban cigars we love so much, there has been, for some years now, some additions to the family that are well worth checking out. Habanos SA, the state-owned company behind the worldwide promotion of Havana cigars, came up with some good money-making ideas to make more of their market share and entice cigar lovers to part with ever more of their hard-earned readies.

Accessorize

We’ve been thinking. It happens you know, more often than you may imagine. It’s easy to let things chug along as normal, accepting things are the way they are because that’s the way they’ve always been.

Great Places to Smoke a Cigar

Once you’re a confirmed cigarophile, you’re always on the lookout for somewhere to lay your hat that is respectful of the leaf. Ask any travelling cigar man or woman and they’ll tell you straight; as soon as they know they are planning a trip somewhere specific, they’ll be hunting down the nearest and best cigar bar or lounge.

A Night at the Theatre

I went to the theatre in town the other night. First time for far too long. I took my daughters and it was such a trauma organizing us all to be there at the right time, with tickets, in one piece, I began to wonder what on earth I had been thinking about. I felt punch drunk by mid-afternoon.

Keep chewing, January’s almost through

January’s a long, dark month, isn’t it? It feels like the sort of month you really have to chew through to get down – like that meal your mother in law makes that you’re too polite to leave untouched.