Goethe Hell! Or, If You Don’t Know Ennui By Now.

“Know thyself? If I knew myself I would run away.” Goethe. I love Goethe because it’s The Sorrows of Young Werther that I turned to whenever I was returned to Dumpsville: population Middlerabbit.  There’s nothing like a bit of self-pity and moping, is there?  Not that this is about being dumped again because it’s not….

How I started smoking fags and still didn’t grow up fast . 

“If I cannot smoke in heaven, than I shall not go,”   Mark Twain. As a youth, I’d been quite the fervent anti-smoker.  Neither of my parents smoked, although my mum used to before my old man, er, encouraged her to give up. At school, the hard, cool kids smoked in the traditional place –…