t doesn’t have to be so dramatic. I put some in my soup that first evening and had a go on the Volcano later. Toasted. The one thing I wanted to do the next morning was to spin one up first thing at 07.00. Course, I don’t smoke tobacco now but that was what I wanted. The old pattern was to then roll another one and burn through the lot, making and taking every half chance to blaze. I would feel naff and once it was all gone I would regret it. Then I would score again and repeat the mess.

Now I bite my tongue and have arranged for my bread knife to pass me a small package on Saturday evening. Lovely. When it’s gone it’s gone, with another package next weekend. The following morning I can indulge myself as much as I like, but there’s no gear left, and no tobacco, so I shrug it off and get on with other things.

Oh, yes,,, interesting comments in a review 7/10. Fair comment on delivery. But all the dust... to me it needs to be made into dust to consume it, so not an issue although being presented like this may not be what one may expect. Fair enough. Maybe rough handling by the PO. They had it long enough to pass it from hand to hand all the way through the system. Being amazed at the positive reviews re: the quality, I am also amazed at the notion of tolerance. I've turned on for fifty years and finally realised that taking a break of two-three weeks between good late afternoon - late night sessions works for me. The first hit is the highest. I've gone through a quarter day and night failing to get the effect from the first hit. Getting off on Nikol and
Mercedes is for this reviewer. Nothing wrong with that. My point is that artisan merchandise has it's own beautiful qualities. I sometimes drink Mild Ale 'coz I like it and being of a low alcohol content, I can enjoy a good drink without getting too pissed.