Yesterday, when I commented that at this time of year the air is full of a mixture of mist, cloud and bonfire smoke, I forgot two other factors that fog the village skies.
First of all, many of the older houses in the area rely on log fires for heating and their chimneys are belching smoke before the sun is up.
Then there’s the smoke from cigarettes and cigars. When I moved to Spain, the smell of cigarette smoke shocked me; I’ve just found this in an article I wrote about Madrid nearly ten years ago:
[cigarette smoke] drapes itself around you like an over-friendly drunk in bars; it shares your table uninvited in restaurants