Sometimes it’s good to be interrupted while enjoying a pipe.
I live in a small town in NZ. We went into town yesterday so my wife could get an order from the pharmacy. There is a back way into the store so I drove in there and parked. I saw an old fellow sitting in a chair out the back of a shed smoking a pipe. My wife and kids went in and I headed for the old fellow.
He was friendly and we chatted a bit about pipes then about other things. At the end I asked what he smokes and he said some name I didn’t know, followed by “I got it from the BP” (gas station for you folk). Then I knew he was smoking some RYO crap.
The fellow is pretty old, and judging from the fact that he lives in the old shed and our conversation, the internet and modern communication has left the poor soul behind. You can’t buy any pipe tobacco here in NZ anymore, apart from one online seller. So, probably a decade ago, he walked into a BP and his pipe tobacco was gone forever…hence his RYO.
I have had a lot of help from a few people on here, so I told him I would be back and I’ll bring him a few blends.
Sometimes it does pay to interrupt that guy with a pipe!