I'm sorry. I've resisted for years, admiring from afar, surreptitiously spec'ing my favourite and using a thousand reasons why I shouldn't commit, but I've finally done it. The beautiful Dunhill 4103 Billiard Bruyere I desired is mine and I LOVE it. I went into the Dunhill store on Jermyn Street in London that I've haunted so many times and walked out with something that will hopefully give me pleasure every day AND outlast me. I'm still breaking it in but the smoking experience is superb. I've got a bent Peterson that has been a brilliant friend, but you realise how limited you were when you smoke a thoroughbred.
A very happy man!
A very happy man!