Tag: El Jeffe

Do You Ever Get Bored of Cigars?

If you do enough of most things, you can get sick to bloody death of them, but the strange thing we’ve found about cigars – or rather, one of the strange things we’ve found about cigars – is that we never seem to tire of them.

Remember, Remember

The season of mists and mellow fruitfulness is well and truly upon us and as misguided adults and pyrotechnic kids spark up fireworks for the next couple of weeks, one can’t but wonder whether Mr Fawkes and his gang might have been onto something all those years ago.

Keeping up with the Jones’s

Keeping up with the Jones’s is a mug’s game. Even if you’re as rich as Croesus, there’ll be someone, somewhere, who’s richer. The purpose of money is to help smooth your way through life and make your existence more pleasant.

Opportunity Knocks

Turn everything that happens to you into an opportunity. The ability, to do that, one suspects, is the height of human wisdom. Bad things happen of course, and everything’s relative.

All Who Wander Are Not Lost

Relentlessly pushing onward in one’s life is both necessary and slightly alarming. We mark the passage of time with birthdays, Christmas celebrations, annual traditions, sporting finals. Yet it seems we barely take time to pause, have a good look around, appreciate what we already have and what we’re already built rather than always hunting down more, more, more.

Dortmund

As promised, a little more detail this week on what it’s like to visit a cigar trade show. A tobacco trade show to be more precise; and to narrow down the field to a precise point, the InterTabac in Dortmund, Germany.

How to Launch a Book

A whirlwind tour, a book launch, a tobacco tradeshow, a bad back and not much sleep – a diary of how (or maybe how not, who knows?) to launch a book.

A Little Age

Crumbs. Another year rolls into Q4, as marketeers are so fond of calling it. It seems barely possible. The rest of the year has disappeared in a flash, we’ve won the cricket World Cup, lost the Ashes and here we are, on the cusp of mists and mellow
fruitfulness.