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| • | quit - "'I've had to change my lifestyle to look after Walter. I've had to give up smoking because smoking takes oxygen out of the red corpuscles. I used to smoke 20 a day, but when I was told to quit, I put down the packet down and said 'Right, that's it' and have never lit another one", Sunday Mirror (UK), May 25, '96 |
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| • | "lighting up a menthol cigarette...inhaling another lungful of smoke", Scotland on Sunday, Oct. 20, '02
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| • | said she would have to have a fag soon or she would have quit by mistake, Hell's Kitchen, ITV (UK), May 24, '04 |
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| • | "lights up the first of many cigarettes...puffing furiously", Daily Mail (UK), Jun. 2, '04 |
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| • | "I was waiting for my friend, the artist Maggie Hamilton, in my favourite London restaurant, Joe Allen. She likes to eat early, but, for once, I'd arrived before her. I was told that my usual table was occupied, so I sat at the bar. I was enjoying a cigarette when I looked over and saw the person sitting at my table was the American comedian Bea Arthur. A heroine of mine. I don't usually gush, but decided when she got up to leave I just had to tell her I thought she was wonderful, and how, over the years, she's brought so much joy to me and countless others with her brilliantly funny and inspired performances. I reasoned that, after all, I'd always been delighted when people complimented me. I'm not twelve, but as the moment approached I got quite nervous, in fact 1 think I smoked more than usual. As she got up from her table, dressed in a smart tweed suit, she approached me. 'Do I know you?' she bellowed. I went across to greet her, blissfully unaware that I'd not extinguished rny cigarette, the end of which was blazing with a red hot cinder waiting to drop. Planning to explain that we did indeed have a mutual friend I went to embrace her and the next thing I know is that I'm furiously trying to stop the legendary Bea Arthur going up in flames. I'd managed to put my cigarette out ... on her. I think she thought I was some pyromaniac, loony fan. Needless to say we didn't become best mates. I will never forget that cigarette. Do I still smoke? You bet'", "The Joy of Smoking" by Sue Carroll and Sue Brealey, '05 |