Had a couple of drags of my my grandads Players special strength at a young age,but nearly od’d so went the consulate>No 6>No10 route
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Talking of Peter cook
Brown acid = avoid
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That would be Capstan Full Strength then. 
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Oh yes.
Friend of mine, Don “Mr Allergy” H., smoked them all of his life. Lovely bloke, but was severely allergic to most foodstuffs that weren’t a bacon sammidge or cod & chips - or Capstan Full Strength.
Didn’t see 70.
I recall buying a pack of Capstans aged about 16 because I’d read somewhere they were the strongest cigarettes. Lit one as I came out of the shop, took a couple of drags & then had to lean against a lamp post for a few minutes whilst sweating & dizzy. I later smoked a couple of them in a train compartment & could barely see the person opposite me. (They produced a ridiculous amount of smoke & were very expensive if I recall. Never bought them again. Properly lethal. 
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My uncle used to smoke them. The nicotine stains on his fingers were incredible, it looked like he’d dipped his finger ends in brown paint.
We used to buy Woodbines, only because the local shop would sell them loose, so you could buy just one if that was all you could afford.
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My Mum used to have a cleaning lady. Her elderly father, a tiny hunched chap, ex navy, drank halves of Guinness with Rum chasers lunch & evening while playing a lot of noisy dominoes & kept a parrot. He would smoke them (Capstans) in his council flat. A couple of times a year they’d give the parrot a break & bring it home for a couple of weeks & allow it to recover itself. It wasn’t supposed to be the colour it usually was but it outlived him & would swear profusely. I thought it was splendid.
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I used to smoke 40 Senior Service a day when I was in my twenties, I bought a pack of Gold Flake on the way up to North Wales on a climbing weekend, I took one drag and nearly choked, they were a real man’s smoke. 
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I got skint in Thailand once and resorted to smoking the local Backy
This was without doubt the roughest spasm inducing smoke I ever experienced. I did hope a little manning up would see me through - It didn’t
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His name wasn’t “Don” by any chance - short, bald, trimmed beard, avuncular, dressed like it was 1938?
He always appeared to have creosoted his hands or been peeling walnuts 
Hard to imagine what his poor benighted lungs must have looked like…
My uncle’s brand.
His heart exploded or something.
My aunt found him on the bathroom floor, asked him what had happened, he said “I don’t know” and that was it.
TBH given that you’ve got to go, that’s a pretty good way IMO
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His name was Alf and he was the spitting image of Clark Gable. Extremely handsome man.
He was a joiner, and a very good one too. He also had the strongest hands/arms I’ve ever seen. His party trick was to tear a pack of playing cards in half 
Lived until his late 80’s and apparently died in a nursing home from something dementia related.
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Camel man myself. Started at 12 y.o. and ended up at 70 a day. Gave up cold turkey in 1986 @ 26.
I don’t mind Camels
as long as you get a good looking one.
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Hmm, not bad. I’ve seen* worse
*yeah, seen only
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