Next robusto into the frame.
Now, as mentioned last time, I have been afflicted by the dreaded lurgy and been hiding away at the coast for the best part of a week. Today was the first day it was not bucketing rain all day – lovely day, actually – and more importantly, the first day I had the chance to try a cigar (notwithstanding my condition, but yet another sacrifice for FoH).
So I went for the tried and tested and always true, RASS. It seemed a cautious but wise move. For drinks, time to push the boat out.
The RASS. Performed admirably. Was in good condition with a rather pale wrapper, but it certainly looked well crafted. It lit well (I was extremely careful) and smoked only needing a touch-up once or twice (as they would say on B-99, title of its sex tape. Sorry. Blame it on the lurgy).
Started nicely with some rich and toasty notes. Nuts, roasted nuts. It did not take too long to move into those lovely…