It’s been a grand couple of days, and I have enjoyed being back in Inverness, catching up with friends, taking a few photos, and generally doing nothing in particular. The weather has been beautifully clear and crisp, making a welcome change from the dour overcast clouds of Glasgow.
The clear air was under threat tonight, though, as I went to the Harlequin to meet a friend for a pint. Ironically we’d just been talking about the success of the smoking ban when a woman walked in, cigarette in hand. Such is the extent to which Scotland has got used to it, that heads turned and jaws dropped at her tenacity (or stupidity). The staff were quick to react and chastised her strongly and sent her out.
The smell from just that one single cigarette in those few brief seconds hung noticeably and antisocially in the air long after her departure. I wonder why society ever tolerated smoking in pubs in the first place.