the real gent RSS

a london taxi driver who once delivered me to the pied-a-terre after an evening of libation in plentitude, showed gratitude for the gratuity with the following words "thank you sir, you're a real gent". a celebration of the bespoke, the traditional, the flavoursome, the unusual and the enjoyable things, items and people that make life great.

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i am occasionally drawn to the smoky island by the cigarette sirens. i try and resist but their sultry song draws me on. if you are of the social smoker breed then you could do worse than heading to g. smith and sons for a gander at their walk-in humidor and to discover cigarettes from around the world. after all - if you are to pollute your lungs from time to time - better to do so with fine quality tobaccos than any old floor sweepings from the silk cut factory. via www.tipped.co.uk

i am occasionally drawn to the smoky island by the cigarette sirens. i try and resist but their sultry song draws me on.

if you are of the social smoker breed then you could do worse than heading to g. smith and sons for a gander at their walk-in humidor and to discover cigarettes from around the world.

after all - if you are to pollute your lungs from time to time - better to do so with fine quality tobaccos than any old floor sweepings from the silk cut factory.

via www.tipped.co.uk

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