What a spectacular walk down memory candylane!

Here's another story for you :

My grandfather was a Belgian farmer and I can still hear him say, "water is for growing things; beer is for when you're thirsty". As a kid, I remember sitting on his lap and he would give me my own pack of candy cigarettes, exactly like those you've pictured here. He would encourage me to put one in my mouth, and then take out his own "real" pack and put one in his mouth. Then the ritual of lighting them both began:) He would take his stainless steel lighter out of his pocket, the lighter that flipped open and was refillable from the bottom. I can still hear the flint catching and the smell of the gas. Always a gentleman, he would light my "cigarette" first, and say "ladies first", then light his. Mine was a blackened mess at the end, but I would sit and "smoke" with my grandfather. After a couple of drags, he would say, "I don't know about you, but that makes me thirsty", and proceed to give me a drink of his beer first and him second.

Social Services would have fun with that now, but geez that memory simply warms my heart! Thank you so much for triggering it!