Boys smoke it up

Remember when you were once that thick that
you used to think smoking was cool? No, me neither.

But sometimes, you just have to light up... a cigar.

Having recent dads Tim and I meant that the boys were entitled to a night of drink and, that's right, cigars - no matter how crap or old the cigars might have been (I think I bought them when in England in 1998).

Steve was far from impressed with the quality of the merchandise, and if you're used to drinking Jonny Walker diamond label, then I suppose they may have been a touch... lower class.

But I didn't see him producing any! And for somebody who complains so much, he sure did slobber over the cigar (we had to share) a lot.



Rory was a natural of course.

And Tim? Tim was oh so cool.

Ian took the camera so no shots of his smoking.

I mean really... are we that uncool that we have to take photos of this type of thing?
Sadly, the answer is yes.