I am quite the stylish vapeur. The glw has a device which is adjustable and able to expel splendidly huge clouds; I favour a simpler, stick-like device.
We're down to the lowest nicotine level now. I can see the day coming when we'll sack the whole thing off.
One day I may well return to the fags, of course. I like fags.
The discrepancies I find these days between his descriptions and my experience say much about my increasing reluctance to enjoy peril. So his "boring, grassy trudge" is my "pleasant, relaxing stroll" while his "exhilarating scenery" is my "treacherous crest of rock with certain death all around at the first slip of a boot".