Then there’s this, from someone who makes Mr. Stillman seem positively diarrhetic…
Then there’s this, from someone who makes Mr. Stillman seem positively diarrhetic…
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And some say the Novel is toast. Jebus.
I’m putting dibs on that as a title for one of mine, six or seven others down the line. Toast.
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LUCKY STRIKE
Cigarette
“It’s toasted”
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THINK of a cigarette “served” to you as appetizingly as the hot, buttered toast that comes to your breakfast table.
Well, that’s the idea on this new Lucky Strike cigarette: the tobacco–it’s toasted. There’s a thought to make your mouth water for a new cigarette flavor.
Until we discovered the toasting principle, a good ready-made cigarette from Burley tobacco wasn’t possible; flavor wouldn’t hold.
Yet there was the big million-man-power affection for Burley–50 million pounds poured from those green, blue and red tin boxes last year.
The old kitchen stove–the toasting fork
So we worked five years–then came the big simple idea of toasting the tobacco to hold the flavor. Now, enjoy a really delicious new cigarette flavor: Lucky Strike–the real Burley cigarette–it’s toasted.
Our men will demonstrate to you how the tobacco is toasted–at many stores
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I’ve seen better.
I was joking – it’s very good. I’ve forgotten who understands if I’m joking. A car has driven past or it’s a sound effect created by the neighbours. I’ve also forgotten if I’ve complained here.
If I haven’t, then I’m living in a village that I believe to have been the inspiration for, among others, Don’t Look Now, Prisoner in Cell Block H, The Prisoner and perhaps even ‘The Holocaust’. But I feed the animals, including at least one fox, in the garden so don’t want to sell my flat, but if anybody is interested in renting in London, and feeding animals in the garden and on the Green (when the seagulls are there), then please let me know in case the person who has said he wants to backs out. I am planning to be away for six months from late July.
And I believe that there was a community linked to somewhere called the Philadelphia Association, where the mad lived, and I’ve wondered if this is it, since they tap on the radiators and stove (the gas was cut off for being dangerous, but there is gas from the electric oven sometimes, although at times it seems as though it is just a normal ‘fan assisted oven’), including if I wake at night and try and turn the heating on. Which in the context of things happening in the area may not sound much, but with the touring car circuit, as well, and the fact that there is not a break of more than a few minutes when they don’t seem to try and interact in some way, it’s very stressful and unpleasant, especially when they think I have no other distractions.
I’ve experienced similar things in some of the hotels I’ve stayed in in the last couple of years while on holiday, but this is a leasehold flat.
It’s as though Ian Brady and Mary Bell have been given all the cash they want to make an entertaining film.