Being the hard head that I am I found a restroom off the beaten path that had a very strong exhaust fan right over the toilet. So I would stand on the toilet lid, light up and blow the smoke into the vent.
This reminded me of an old friend, he was much older than me,
but we moved in the same circles, he was the same age as my father.
He had many health issues and very thick reading glasses that you
don't see any more, anyway, he was in Edinburgh Infirmary, the old
one, he too was a heavy smoker and used a bathroom, the large
window in the bathroom had a wide sill about one foot or so off
the floor, so he stood on that and opened the window to blow the
smoke out, That was his last few minutes of life as he fell off the
window sill on to the bathroom floor, which killed him, very sad
as he had a really good sense of humour.
You could say that smoking killed him.
It was good to remember Johnny, but sad to remember how he went!
Mike.