I like pubs. I really do. When guiding in Oxford, I often
position my group near a historic pub then tell them proudly, “I am an expert
on pubs, I do pub tours – though sadly not often. Nevertheless I have to go out
every night to check that the pubs are there, test the beer and so on.”
“It’s a hard life,” some wit often commiserates with a
smile. And I nod solemnly in agreement. Of course, it’s not true. Well not exactly.
Recently, in order to supplement my knowledge of the local
beer scene ready for future pub tours should there be any, I had to visit a new
local brewery with a group of elderly gentlemen - of which I felt the youngest,
but was possibly the oldest! The brewery was located within a desolate
industrial estate, but the beer was good (and free) as were the burgers which
helped to keep us warm. Afterwards I called at one of my locals where swearing
is not permitted. Surprisingly, during our conversation the landlord accidentally
used the ‘f’ word! He put his hand to his mouth then meekly placed a
significant coin in his own swear box. Rules are rules. But what happens when
there are no rules?
On the following evening I visited another local pub for an
injection of the blues. Great group, really strong on the harmonica, but too
loud for my failing ears, so, in the break, I headed to another of my watering
holes where I have become somewhat acquainted with the owner. We talked for a
while and I was about to tell him about the book I am currently reading when I
realised that his focus had wandered. No, not wandered – his attention had
become fixated on two gentlemen on the next table. The reason for this quickly
became apparent: one of them had strongly objected to the man on the next table
vaping – had, in fact, firmly asked him to desist. My man had decided that my
latest book was of much less interest than this debacle and, being an ardent
vaper himself, engaged the objector in a vigorous pub discourse.
At first I could not understand what the problem was so I intervened
by asking the objector what he objected to – and the answer was that he feared
secondary vaping might injure his health. Fair enough.
“What evidence have you for that?” asked my man leaning
forward in his chair.
“I am a researcher in health related topics and it is clear
that insufficient time has passed to have an opinion either way. However, since
there is a possibility that the vapour might damage my health I do not wish to
be exposed to it.”
“But I have seen a TV programme where experts concluded that
there is no risk from direct or indirect exposure to vapour,” stated the
landlord forcibly.
“That conclusion is based on a very short time period in
comparison to the human life span. It took a very long time to clearly link
tobacco smoking to lung cancer. Without such long term evidence I would rather
not expose myself to a potential risk from vaping.”
“Are you saying that
that we should have a rule banning vaping in this pub?”
“No, only that if people vape here, I would rather go elsewhere.”
“I and my colleague...” At this point it became evident that
the vaper who accidentally initiated the confrontation and had since been silent
actually worked in the pub.
“I and my colleague are perfectly willing to go outside to
vape if that would make you feel more comfortable.”
“That would not make me feel more comfortable since then I
would be driving you from your own pub.”
At one point a googly was delivered when a vaper claimed
that vaping was better for his health than smoking cigarettes. This was quickly
returned by recalling that smoking inside pubs had been banned because of the
reputed danger of secondary cancer from cigarette smoke in inhaled by non-smokers.
And so the argument went on. I did not join in since I could see both sides of
the argument and, recalling the introduction of the smoking ban and the loss of
so many pubs that followed, I did not want to further ignite the discussion. Finally the anti-vaper and his friend (whose
only contribution was a blanket assertion that vaping should be banned) left,
creating a communal sigh of relief and a great deal of intense vaping.
In their absence they were somewhat disparaged and accused
of being pub spoilers. They were seemingly part of the Thursday effect, this
being the worst day for complaints in pubs, or so it was claimed.
I walked home smiling to myself. It had been a good to and
fro. However, the outcome could be that the anti-vapers would not come into the
pub again since the discussion did stray beyond the argumentative towards the aggressive,
though there was no one used the ‘f’ word and no fines.
Still, that’s pubs for you. Better to let it all out than to
bottle it all up.
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