Tag: Nick Hammond

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.

Fair City of Verona

One of the things about cigars which gives me great pleasure is the way they have become inextricably linked with my experiences, travels, the people I meet and the places I go.

Damned Odd Place to Smoke a Cigar…

So, a cigar has been carried to (if not smoked at) the top of the world. Some stunt. Ukrainian-Cypriot Yevgen Staroselskiy – in conjunction with Phoenicia Trading AA, Habanos importers for the Middle East – toted a box of Saint Luis Rey Herfing Exclusivo Medio Oriente right to the top of Mount Everest and was pictured proudly displaying the Duke sized cigars on the roof of the world.

The Hamster Ratings

The Hamster Ratings are a mark of tongue in cheek respect from none other than Nick Hammond, master wordsmith and doyen of the Good Life.

Howzat?

English Summertime is forever linked with the sound of leather on willow. Whether you love or can’t stand the intrinsically British pastime of cricket, there’s no denying that the sound of bat on ball and the gentle ripple of applause from the spectators gathered on the boundary is one of those lazy, hazy Summer sounds that bring to mind hammocks and droning bees, soft breezes and warm afternoon naps.

In Answer To Your Question…

A cigar just does it for me. It really is as simple as that when it comes down to it, isn’t it? Sometimes you can find yourself justifying your love for the leaf over and over again; to your friends, family, acquaintances, colleagues – even, to be honest, to yourself.